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Vale, three days prior of last entry
Colt
Soon after we had entered the gates, Ruby left for Beacon, leaving me with the other Freelancers. North Dakota left to go check on his sister, Maine stomped off to a bar somewhere, and that left Rowan, York, and me to head to York's home, an abandoned warehouse in the industrial district.
As soon as we entered the city, the smell had been assaulting my sense, and I could tell Summit was having problems as well, as he kept pawing at his nose. The lights weren't any better, and I soon found myself drawing a pair of sunglasses from my gear, which sent York into humming a song.
We rode our horses to the Horse Hotel, a boarding building for those staying in town for a while and needing somewhere to keep their horses. I wasn't very willing to leave Midnight behind. It was a good thing that York told me that Summit was coming with us, or else I might not have left either behind. We all piled into a taxi and it drove us through the city. The lights were bright, and the cab driver had some strange music pouring from the radio.
I thought we were lucky when we exited the cab, then the sound hit me. The thump, thump seemed to reverberate off of all the walls and into my skull. I cried out, holding my ears in an effort to keep out the noise.
York and Rowan spoke in muffled tones as I adjusted to the loud beat, then uncapped my ears slightly. "What the hell is that?" I asked.
"That's the club York and I work at." Rowan informed me. "In fact, I suggest we hurry, York. The sooner we get in there, the less mad Junior will be."
"I agree." York said. "I'll let you two inside, then we're heading to the club. Delta should be able to help if you need anything."
I nodded, then he opened the door to his warehouse. Inside, it was sparsely furnished. A symbol sat on a wall, and maps were all over the walls, then four devices raised on stands. A couch sat on the far left side, facing a TV.
"You two behave yourselves." York said, and then he and Rowan left.
I immediately collapsed onto the couch while the wolf sniffed around, occasionally asking me questions about objects around the warehouse. I found during that time that I could not come even remotely close to falling asleep with the racket of the club. I sighed and rose to my feet.
"I'm going for a walk, Delta." I said out loud. York had told me of the Freelancers and their AI, and I was still getting a good hold onto the subject.
"I'm not sure that's advisable, Colt Silver." The green man appeared in the center of the four objects.
"Delta, if I don't get to somewhere quiet right now, I'm going to explode." Colt snapped. "Now, if you'd care to help me in my quest for regaining a bit of sanity, you can tell me a good place to go if I want peace and quiet."
Delta gave a computerized sigh. "I'd suggest the residential district. Please don't go fully armored, you may scare others."
I nodded. "I'll be back."
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Colt
While passing through the Commercial District, I saw a store that sold Scrolls. I figured I might as well update, since it seemed at least forty new versions of the Scroll I currently had in my pocket. I stepped inside, had the store charge to my offshore bank account, and walked out while it activated. Immediately, I transferred all of my songs, pictures, and videos from the old into the new, then went and searched for a few select apps, usual local news stations, worldwide news bulletins, and an underground bounty hunter contact system that people used to get in touch with Wildsman and other bounty hunters.
My screen flickered with static, then went to a pure-white screen. Black letters showed up on the screen.
Please don't freak out. It read. I want to talk to you.
I looked around, then back at my screen.
I need you to connect to the nearest CCT so I can jump in.
"Jump in?" I muttered to myself, and a thumbs up showed on the screen.
I shrugged. If something went wrong, I could always walk back inside and then claim it had broken within seconds of being turned on. I connected and then a voice spoke from the speakers. "Alright, that worked well enough. Now, unless you wanna look crazy, I suggest you get somewhere secluded."
I nodded, and hurried to a spot at the tram system that would take me to the residential district. The car I had entered had almost no occupants, so I expanded the Scroll into tablet form. "Who are you?"
"To most, I'm known as the Alpha. But you can call me Church."
