Where it started
Virus saw the warehouse and moved to it. He saw the old black dried goo handprint from last time. He stood there and just furrow his brows. The two followed, watching as he stopped to stare at the handprint from before. After a minute Wagner broke the silence. “Virus?” He asked, reaching to set a hand on his shoulder. Virus stared still at the warehouse “we wish to go for a walk alone” he told them. “Do… you want us to stay here? Should I let them in how you got in before?” Wagner asked. Gears looked at Virus worriedly, … Continue reading Where it started