Day 56: Callahan's Grocer (Noon)

[gamingsostfu]

 
Matt was leading the way to the grocery store; it was easy to tell what was what here, thankfully. A really simple town, so far as he could tell, and the best bet he had here from the looks of it was the grocery store.

If they didn't have his smokes, he was screwed.

Mello could follow as long as he wanted. It wasn't like Matt was going to just fall

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[swornandbroken]

Mello had wondered before if there were something at work to keep the prisoners from making progress at night, something more subtle than outright diverting them from their intended destinations, as the Institute had done, and could presumably do again. Possibly, that was a tactic saved as a last resort. It had to require a non-trivial outlay of effort or energy. It seemed to Mello that getting anywhere at night had been difficult from the start of Aguilar's regime, unlike the first few nights he'd spent here, when he had accomplished enough to fully believe he'd escape.

The asshole in charge wasn't all that had changed since then. Now he was positive the game was rigged, that Aguilar got his kicks mocking their efforts even as he made sure those very efforts would fail. Defeatist or realistic? Mello couldn't have said anymore; they boiled down to the same thing, and he didn't care to examine the semantics too closely. He would ask Javert if he'd experienced the same recent crackdown, but later. Now all he said was, "If they're trying to make us snap out of frustration, they're damn close to succeeding with me."

Then he fell silent, waiting for Matt to go on, not without a look at him that said he'd expected both the instant lighting up and that Matt would talk now.