[ His head tilts to the side and an eyebrow raises. John pushes himself up from the shelf and walks over to join him. Then, a shrug. Sure, why the hell not?
John pulls the flashlight from his trenchcoat and flicks it on. Oh, like he trusts the lights in this place. He does a bit of shuffling, moving things around. Until he finds one. ]
Looks like it's older than most the town... but, here we are.
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John pulls the flashlight from his trenchcoat and flicks it on. Oh, like he trusts the lights in this place. He does a bit of shuffling, moving things around. Until he finds one. ]
Looks like it's older than most the town... but, here we are.