The Vault, Somewhere, Sunday Morning

[not_a_whiner]

The vault door stood large and broad in the hallway - so large and broad that it was as if the corridor itself had had to grow several sizes to accommodate it. It was a dark red, and its surface was almost completely smooth but for the slots where three keys would fit.

It exuded quiet menace.

[ hold on for the ocd up! ]

Comments

Re: A Change of Weather

[lockestheway]

Hey, it wasn't like he'd run straight into this idiocy like most of the rest of them--

Right, right, not relevant. "Later," Peter agreed, and then ran towards the camps. Full speed.