Marianne Wells (plucky_lass) wrote in graaiiins,
Marianne Wells
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scouting ahead

Crouching low to the ground, squinting through the barricades at the hordes all around, Sarah Jane whispers quietly into the radio.

"Still ali... far. Tapton ok, moved int....Mockridge heig...bit gone to hell. Can't....hone signal. I'm....he Bowditch.....g forty sev...xty seven."
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