Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20191031234433/@comment-5543592-20191111192015

They climbed down the hill, towards the hanger. The asphalt of the air strip was cracked and overgrown. Notably, it was empty of any sign of aircraft or wreckage. The airplane hanger in comparison was in good repair, the massive door drawn closed.

They walked the length of it, kicking aside loose pieces of asphalt as they rounded to the front of the hanger.

Josey frowned at it. "How're we suppose to get inside?"