Thread:DesertStorm11/@comment-29253708-20170126023657/@comment-27575896-20170228161320

You walk back around and look through the peephole.

Jade is holding a little peice of paper, with red ink on it that YOU have written.

The police phone number.

You swear foul words under your breath and realize that she has no connection as she tried dialing.

However, the only area for connection is the radio tower across the lake from the Docks.

She looks around to decide an escape route as you ram into the door multiple times.

Something could pick the lock and open the door outwards, however.

''And you know where it is. Where you shot two people quickly dead when Jade was watching.''