It was midday, a quiet afternoon over the Russian woodlands that felt distantly familiar to the co-pilot of the Tausendfuessler as it grazed the horizon, approaching the their destination. It was about a day since the video showing the massacre at the lab had been placed on the net, drawing attention from everywhere, constantly removed and uploaded again... It had caught the attention of those working at Tremaine Trading and Exchange.
It didn't take too much convince Milly to investigate the site, figuring it was either a hoax, or a crime in need of serious investigation. There was something... Different about the video. It was off putting, something familiar...
“Hey, Indie, I think... We found the site... I don’t think this was a hoax.”
Outside was a massacre. Destruction visible from the air as they landed the Baker Street.
It didn't take too much convince Milly to investigate the site, figuring it was either a hoax, or a crime in need of serious investigation. There was something... Different about the video. It was off putting, something familiar...
“Hey, Indie, I think... We found the site... I don’t think this was a hoax.”
Outside was a massacre. Destruction visible from the air as they landed the Baker Street.
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