Nightshift 44: Gardener's Shed
[From here.]
As Peter illuminated the cramped shed with his flashlight, he tried not to think about how many times he'd come to this place. Come to think of it, they should probably grab something for Claire while they were here, so he could make this the last time he had to make this trip. Granted, he didn't really know what else he would be doing, but something geared more toward solving the mysteries behind this place would be a refreshing change. Not to mention that might lead to them actually getting home.
He turned back toward Nathan and then moved his flashlight across the piles of different tools and materials.
"Here we are," he announced, as if that wasn't already obvious. "Pick your poison." He had to wonder what Nathan would go with. A shovel like his own, or something different?
As Peter illuminated the cramped shed with his flashlight, he tried not to think about how many times he'd come to this place. Come to think of it, they should probably grab something for Claire while they were here, so he could make this the last time he had to make this trip. Granted, he didn't really know what else he would be doing, but something geared more toward solving the mysteries behind this place would be a refreshing change. Not to mention that might lead to them actually getting home.
He turned back toward Nathan and then moved his flashlight across the piles of different tools and materials.
"Here we are," he announced, as if that wasn't already obvious. "Pick your poison." He had to wonder what Nathan would go with. A shovel like his own, or something different?