Night 50: North of the Institute
[From here.]
Edgar landed heavily, waiting a moment for Gren before starting the trek north. He moved quickly, wanting to get some ground between them and the institute before stopping to consider their direction. He could only guess the distance of Landel's influence: it was likely that if he could control the town, the areas within walking distance of the institute were in his realm as well. They'd be easier targets if they stopped for too long.
"A few nights ago, a voice appeared on the radio," he explained as he walked. "It was a woman- the Jill we just heard of- claiming she was trying to aid us. She sent us directions that night, and again the next, trying to find something or someone. Judging by what we just heard, I'd say the latter."
The ground began to slope upward, growing rockier with each step as the grass died away. What was just outside the walls of the institution? "Until those nights, the devices remained silent and seemingly useless," he said as he pulled the jacket around him to ward off the cold. "I only happened to hear the message a few nights ago because I'd returned to my room to drop off a few items. It was fortunate timing, and while I'm not keen on trusting someone I can't see, I am interested in their motives for their 'help.'"
Edgar landed heavily, waiting a moment for Gren before starting the trek north. He moved quickly, wanting to get some ground between them and the institute before stopping to consider their direction. He could only guess the distance of Landel's influence: it was likely that if he could control the town, the areas within walking distance of the institute were in his realm as well. They'd be easier targets if they stopped for too long.
"A few nights ago, a voice appeared on the radio," he explained as he walked. "It was a woman- the Jill we just heard of- claiming she was trying to aid us. She sent us directions that night, and again the next, trying to find something or someone. Judging by what we just heard, I'd say the latter."
The ground began to slope upward, growing rockier with each step as the grass died away. What was just outside the walls of the institution? "Until those nights, the devices remained silent and seemingly useless," he said as he pulled the jacket around him to ward off the cold. "I only happened to hear the message a few nights ago because I'd returned to my room to drop off a few items. It was fortunate timing, and while I'm not keen on trusting someone I can't see, I am interested in their motives for their 'help.'"