taitzu52
First Post
Yeah, no kidding, thinks Andrews as he thanks Colorados for his help and bums a ride form a Trooper back to his motel. After the fifth or sixth cigarette, Andrews is ready to lie down and get some rest. He turns off the news that he'd been watching about the incident, taking in what all the media had blown this up to be. As he lies on the bed staring at the ceiling, he tries to make sense of what has happened on I-70. What the hell is that thing, he thinks and how does it drive people crazy? Is it linked to the meteor? If so, how did it make it's way from WV to here? And God damn it, who's been contacting us?!?
Andrews gets up and shoves a chair in front of the double locked door, checks the closet and bathroom, and lies down to get some sleep, his pistol on the closest nightstand with the safety off.
Andrews gets up and shoves a chair in front of the double locked door, checks the closet and bathroom, and lies down to get some sleep, his pistol on the closest nightstand with the safety off.
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