The gaggle of superpowered ne'er–do–wells leaves the vandalized historical hall and wanders back into the entrance area. They take the forward path this time, following into what appears to be a gift shop and the beginning of guided tours. The walls are lined with quite old looking wooden shelves and smoothed stone floor is draped with elegant rugs, while small dressers and stacks of steamer chests litter the room, forming display shelves and tables. Little plaster busts- as in faces, not breasts- models of sail ships, dioramas of fishermen with tiny nets working the waves at the end of a minuscule pier, thick non-fiction books of history and biography, they are all carefully arranged on the shelves and tables. Or at least on some of them. Others have been turned over, smashed, and scattered across the floor. On the far right side of the room is a little maze of bronze posts and velvet rope with a sign that, once translated, reads "Line Starts Here" at the end. There's a black chalkboard above the line with times and dates written on it. The last one was months ago.
You all squeeze through the double doors marked "Staff Only" and into a small storage room. Standard stuff, metal shelves, cardboard boxes, a few crates, and a large freight elevator on the opposite wall. This room is intact but someone has sprayed various tags on the walls with orange spraypaint, most of which appear to be threats of violence to those who go past this point. And the elevator doors appear to have been welded shut. The paint is still we and runny, and the weld is still warm to the touch. They definitely know you're coming for them.
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Topic: Mission 27:Tsunami Team (Read 16032 times)