> The 300 meters went quickly. The carts were parked between two > independent piles of junk parts. Nearby, a vent stack stuck out of the > ground. By the smell lingering, it seemed to be venting small > amounts of methane gas. Slovenski scouted around, while everyone > looked about themselves. > > Terry stood between the carts and looked around. He didn't know > what he was looking for, but figured it wouldn't hurt to try. > > "Hey..." He thought to himself as he was struck by an idea. Guessing > they were working in this general area he knelt down to search for > bullet casings or bullet impacts in ground or junk... parts > around him. Sebastian wandered in small circles around the crash site, looking carefully at the ground. He didn't really have much idea about what he was looking for -- secret underground passageways, he guessed, or anything that would allow a group to disappear so easily from a place. The smell of the vent stacks caught his attention, and he waved Ms. Dominic over. "Where do these vents lead to?" he asked her. ----------------------------------------------------------------------- This message brought to you by the HG-PBEM "OVERDRIVE" mailing list. http://www.bluething.org/overdrive/