Keep Walking
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Against all of your best judgement, you decide to trudge on. Tugging your thin coat over your shoulders, the soles of your boots splashed against the cobblestone as you hurried along, searching for maybe some tree cover or a building awning to shelter under.
Squinting through the high speed blur of wet, you found what looked like an overturned cart and hurried to get closer. Maybe you could hide by that! However, upon closer inspection, all the hope that had suddenly filled you trickled away.
The ground was a sea of broken glass jars, spilling an assortment of (what you hoped were) medical specimens on the ground. Slumping off one side of the cart were two large, wooden boxes, both being roughly the same dimensions of a standard issue coffin- or at least, what you assumed coffins looked like.
Swallowing thickly, you took a few steps back. Maybe those rumors you heard about Darkmoor being a refuge for derelicts and maniacs were true…
The new vantage point afforded you a glimpse at what lay in the middle of all the chaos: a man, sprawled out haphazardly and equally as solved by the rain as you. Whatever happened must've been pretty intense, judging by the dirt caked into his clothes and smeared across his face, hair sticking up at odd, wet angles.
What you also noticed, at just about the same time, was an expensive looking leather bag thrown a couple feet away, as if it were cast airborne in the crash.
While you were personally sympathetic to his predicament, you couldn’t sate your curiosity as to what may be inside that bag…
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