Night 47: Ruins

Feb 20, 2010 07:47

[From here.]

The sound and scent of water had grown stronger as they approached the general area where the ruined town was said to be located.

Two nights earlier, Lunge had certainly seen something, but L had only seen the same empty terrain they'd been trudging through since scaling the Institute's walls. Jones had also managed to investigate on previous visits. One reason L had been keen to make the trip again was to learn whether or not he would ever be able to see the town: was his obliviousness to the ruins specific to him, at least among the three of them, or had it only been an element of his experience as Daniel Laurier?

L made a soft, stifled sound of surprise and gratification as shapes resolved from the darkness and his foot touched down on the road; he had almost tripped on the edge of it. He peered from side to side. Collapsed buildings, an overturned oven, half of a sofa. That was nearby. The fog obscured almost everything else, except the hinted outline of buildings further away.

"Well." He kept his voice as low as before, in the hope that only his companions would hear him.

lunge, l, indiana jones, anise

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