And there was Jones, equipped with that knife he'd grabbed the night before, and standing with a kid. The guy hadn't been lying about working alongside a bunch of younger patients, though that was mainly what they had to choose from. At least the stranger looked to be in his twenties, rather than still in his teenage years. That was when it got really odd.
Harvey realized he could have brought his axe with him, but the thing was heavy and they had a lot of ground to cover. Besides, it looked like Jones had the weapon department covered, and even the kid had a baseball bat. None of which would do much good against something that breathed fire, but Harvey wasn't going to get too caught up in that.
He moved over, surprised to see that he was the third one to make it here. Was their group really that small, or were the others just late? He spotted that kid from the grocery store at Doyleton nearby, but it didn't look like he was part of the group.
As he got closer, he caught the tail-end of what Jones was saying. "Eight?" he echoed, somehow managing to frown with both sides of his face. "If that's the case, we'd better be splitting up." He glanced from Jones to the kid, looking him over for just a second before turning back to the older man. "You get the ring?" he asked.
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And there was Jones, equipped with that knife he'd grabbed the night before, and standing with a kid. The guy hadn't been lying about working alongside a bunch of younger patients, though that was mainly what they had to choose from. At least the stranger looked to be in his twenties, rather than still in his teenage years. That was when it got really odd.
Harvey realized he could have brought his axe with him, but the thing was heavy and they had a lot of ground to cover. Besides, it looked like Jones had the weapon department covered, and even the kid had a baseball bat. None of which would do much good against something that breathed fire, but Harvey wasn't going to get too caught up in that.
He moved over, surprised to see that he was the third one to make it here. Was their group really that small, or were the others just late? He spotted that kid from the grocery store at Doyleton nearby, but it didn't look like he was part of the group.
As he got closer, he caught the tail-end of what Jones was saying. "Eight?" he echoed, somehow managing to frown with both sides of his face. "If that's the case, we'd better be splitting up." He glanced from Jones to the kid, looking him over for just a second before turning back to the older man. "You get the ring?" he asked.