The Parking Lot Across the Causeway: Early Monday Morning
Gunn had not been out to see his truck since his "lawyers" had sent it to Fandom at the beginning of the semester. Quite frankly he wasn't even sure if he could even get to his truck after the first time he tried to leave the island.
However he didn't reappear at a random spot with the first step he took on the causeway. Same thing with the second, third and so forth.
He could help but grin when he saw his old truck. The weapons had been taken off but the mounts were still in place and someone had even given the engine a tune up and oil change before sending it here.
"Well, hell," he muttered to himself as he climbed into the cab of the truck. "I've made it this far..."
The engine roared to life and a few minutes later Gunn was heading westward.
Time to see exactly what was going on back home.
[NFI]
However he didn't reappear at a random spot with the first step he took on the causeway. Same thing with the second, third and so forth.
He could help but grin when he saw his old truck. The weapons had been taken off but the mounts were still in place and someone had even given the engine a tune up and oil change before sending it here.
"Well, hell," he muttered to himself as he climbed into the cab of the truck. "I've made it this far..."
The engine roared to life and a few minutes later Gunn was heading westward.
Time to see exactly what was going on back home.
[NFI]