[Rooftops. The sounds of birds echoing in the false dawn. Al's up high, very high -- on the roof of a building that doesn't look familiar, at least not to anyone that's still here. It's rickety and looks like some of the things inside of it have buckled, but by the traces here and there, Al's reinforced it.
A battered tent is in the corner of the
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Just...don't mind him.]
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