Day 49: Late Afternoon: Twin Pine Restaurant
If L was being shooed indoors out of the rain by his unwanted caretakers, then he wanted to be shooed somewhere useful. He had managed to glean some knowledge earlier -- not as much as he would have liked -- and was aware that the hour was advancing. As much as he wanted to escape from this predicament, time was always in short supply.
He had another concern, though. The previous week, Landel's prisoners had been trapped in Doyleton with the "undead," along with a number of townspeople who had taken on the same appearance and characteristics. "Jill"'s comments over the radio suggested that this was the result of a spell meant to resurrect Doyle, one which had gone awry.
Then... is everyone in Doyleton dead already?
It wasn't an appetizing thought, but given last week's events, and other reported mishaps related to abortive attempts to return to the Institute from Doyleton, he thought it would be best to eat something. If there was a possibility that he would have to confront serious physical jeopardy, he didn't want to do it on an empty stomach. This meant that skipping meals, any meals, was probably a tactical error.
As such, he made his way into the remaining restaurant for which he had a coupon, and found a seat at an empty table. Maybe they will have pie, he thought. Cherry.
[Miss Lehane.]
He had another concern, though. The previous week, Landel's prisoners had been trapped in Doyleton with the "undead," along with a number of townspeople who had taken on the same appearance and characteristics. "Jill"'s comments over the radio suggested that this was the result of a spell meant to resurrect Doyle, one which had gone awry.
Then... is everyone in Doyleton dead already?
It wasn't an appetizing thought, but given last week's events, and other reported mishaps related to abortive attempts to return to the Institute from Doyleton, he thought it would be best to eat something. If there was a possibility that he would have to confront serious physical jeopardy, he didn't want to do it on an empty stomach. This meant that skipping meals, any meals, was probably a tactical error.
As such, he made his way into the remaining restaurant for which he had a coupon, and found a seat at an empty table. Maybe they will have pie, he thought. Cherry.
[Miss Lehane.]