Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20190722215436/@comment-5543592-20190803002644

Johnny did find a keycard in the wallet. The I.D. on it won't match him (the man it depicted was the unconscious guard, who was black), but it might unlock something.

The radio was already on. It's intention was probably so the salesmen/guards could keep in touch through out the compound. He heard nothing at the moment.

The longer they remained the more conspicuous they were. Someone else was bound to notice Doris' seizing, as well as Johnny searching this dude's pockets. They weren't being particularly quiet.

The piano playing continued.

A grandfather clock on the mantle above the fireplace ticked back and forth loudly.

The refreshements the letter mentioned appeared to be a bowl of candied pecans. They looked sticky.