Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20160101233053/@comment-17114085-20160102004406

"I'd rather shoot you." Reming replied to Urban.

"We'll wait 'em out." The Boss said, chilling in his seat. "This place ain't big. They'll find us eventually. Besides, Reming, your plan wouldn't work anyway. Not only is that not how explosives work, these are blast doors. We'd just off ourselves."

"I know they are blast doors, I said so myself. They aren't designed to be as durable on the inside, since their purpose is to protect what is in here from something out there." The ghoul repeated himself. "Besides, we never told them where we were going, so they won't have the slightest inkling as to where we went. For all they know we could have escaped the fair already. Clive will definitely misguide them."