Fully Visible Hand of the Cobalt Place
The rocky floor was moving under their feet. The big, dark and empty room was quickly filled with loud noises created by the contraption one of them set off. Was this a trap? No visible signs of danger was seen yet...there were no regular patterns of the floor's changing either.
The air was crisp, the cold pungent, and yet the sun shone: bright and warm and entirely at odds with the situation.
Jerry glanced down at the photograph in his hand, then back up again at the woman sitting alone at the back of the cafe.
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