|John Allerdyce (lifeburns) wrote in parabolical,|
@ 2008-03-03 20:57:00
|Entry tags:||elisabeth braddock, john allerdyce|
Who: John Allerdyce (open)
When: Mid afternoon?
Where: Griffith Observatory
The last thing he remembered on Alcatraz island were the freezing hands of his old friend stopping the firepower just by touch. And then there was a sharp pang followed by darkness. He didn't know what had happened, but when John woke with a splitting headache, he could assume that Bobby knocked him out flat. There was anger in his face as he realized he'd been beaten, but the most important fact of the moment was finding out where he was.
This wasn't San Francisco, but as he searched his surroundings and saw the famous Hollywood sign in the mountains ahead, John knew he was in Los Angeles. Just how and why he got here was neither shock, nor surprise. In fact, it irritated him to no end. It felt to him like someone deliberately sent him to get lost in LA. Well, at least the building up ahead looked to have some form of communication. He could enter the beautifully designed white structure and get some answers. At least figure out what time it was.