Will be posted tomorrow...
[Trent] trailed off as we all heard the faint sound of footsteps above our heads. Trent glanced around, having taken the flashlight, to reveal emptiness and the four of us being pretty much alone. An eyebrow raised in caution, Trent beckoned us to follow him as he stepped further into the basement. We followed him, making our footsteps as silent as possible and heading into the belly of the beast called the U.S. Bureau of Morality.
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