I didn’t know how to start. I was already regretting this decision. It took a lot of convincing, but I finally got him to agree to go back outside of the grounds. I knew he only did it because he desperately wanted to know what I had to say. But getting out without being detected was a little tricky.
Until Benji stops me from heading in the direction of the nicer part of town, took my hand and guided me further into the slums. People paid us no mind as they started their trivial tasks of their laboring jobs.
We come across a broken down warehouse that just happens to sit right against the wall of the compound. The place was overgrown with dead weeds, broken windows and multiple destroyed old cars that were brunt down to their frames.
I couldn’t help but think of Night Stone, seeing this
