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"coming hours. But for now, the pick was just a pick, and held her hair nicely in place.
She grabbed her razor from the sink next
to where she prepared herself each day and night, tucking it into her right
pocket. She stopped near the pile of
dirty clothes and grabbed the pair of muddy sneakers that sat against the
wall. She slipped them on, lacing them
tight and giving them a quick double knot to make sure the laces stayed in
place. She wished she could find a pair
of combat boots somewhere, but she would need socks again and those would be as
hard to come by as the boots. Socks were
the one item she wore through constantly.
The sneakers were much more comfortable then boots without socks. Her last pair of boots had lasted her through
three winters before they had begun to lose their function with the soles
beginning to come apart. Her sneakers
were her final pair of foot protection.
She reminded herself she would have to go on a scavenger trip to the
main island or the main land as she exited the bathroom. The sun was out of view now, above the western
edge of the brick overhead. She figured
it was close to 1630, maybe even nearing 1700.
She closed her eyes and breathed in the cooling air. Her sneakers quietly trod on the dirty
concrete, which had once been kept meticulously clean. Now, after years of rain, mud, and the
traffic of her feet and boots, the concrete walkway along the gorge wall had a
soft carpet of dirt on it. She reached
the northeast corner and slipped around the tall brick protrusion and into the
magazine room.
The
room was beginning to lose its natural lighting as the sun slipped further down
the western sky. Not that she needed
it. She could find her necessary barrels
in the dark. In fact, she had done it
several times when she went fishing at night.
A narrow, but tall archway led into a tight room full of replica gun
powder barrels. The room was divided in
two, with two sets of barrels lying end to end across the width and those four
stacks running the length of the room.
On top of the first layer of barrels, reading “No Smith & Rand Co.
Powder 1861” in white stencil on the black caps, sat a second"
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