09-07-2012, 01:44 AM
Chris slowly strolled up to the door to Palmer's lab, with the others close in tow. He placed his palm on the door, feeling the grain of the wood, and reminising about how far the rebellion has come. He remembered when they first aquired automatic weapons, and even though the enemy uses them as well, how valuable they still are. He remembered when Palmer first brought the idea of genetic manipulation up, and the seemingly endless possibilities they provide. He thought of how he had devoted everything he had to this rebellion, to the rescue of his brother. He thought of his brother, sitting in some cell, hoping for the end of his suffering. His brother, who he loved more than anyone in the world, was in grave danger, and it was Chris's responsibility to make sure he comes home safely. Chris thought about how far they still had to go, as well. They had no idea if the capitol had moved, or if Harrow was even living in this country still. They just needed to take this one step at a time, but this would be one gigantic leap. One, Chris hoped, they were prepared for.
Well, let us see if he is in...
Chris knocked on the door, deliberately and slowly...
Last edited by keysburger; 09-07-2012 at 01:45 AM..
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