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Jᴇssᴇ MᴄCʀᴇᴇ ([personal profile] twelveoclock) wrote in [personal profile] nostalgiabomb 2016-07-01 03:32 pm (UTC)

[ The sun is well below the horizon when the headlights of McCree’s Jeep crest the top of the crater. He actually has to put the thing in park for a minute and just stare, because this is some serious damage. It’s hard to tell what’s at the center from here, even when he flips his brights on, so he opts to back the vehicle up and park it somewhere hidden and hoof it.

With a flashlight in one hand and the other resting on the pistol holstered at his side, he makes his way carefully down towards the center of the crater.

Once he’s close enough, his flashlight catches a glint of the charred metal of the pod, and he slows his approach. The rock theory was starting to look unlikely, and who knows what might be lurking down here. ]


Olly olly oxenfree?

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