Re: Night Moves
In reply to Increase Trask (msg # 59):
Trask peeked inside the dance hall. A loud pre-war techno beat thumped and coloured lights shifted. A mirror ball slowly twirled above the dance floor.
Once it had been a garage the size (and shape) of a small aircraft hangar, used to store and service oil company vehicles. Now there was a stage at the far end, a bar down the left side (the side closest the other building), tables in the middle and booths on the right wall (washrooms in the middle of the right wall).
The corpse is that of a male security person, dressed in webbing over jeans, boots and black t-shirt. Someone had taken his head off with a shotgun blast, scattering blood, brains and bone fragments across the dance floor. His holster looked empty.
Other than that it seemed deserted. There was a fair amount of destruction at the bar, with the plywood chewed up by bullet holes, and the mirror behind the bar was shattered.