Who: Carl and Mike (later some Frank) What: Arrival When: Today - early morning Where: The gardens Rating: TBD Status: Closed
Carl pulled up outside the prison and climbed out of the car, stretching. He looked forward to this, every week, but he wouldn't miss not having to drive here. And he'd get to see more of Frank once he was released. He'd been laying the tracks for him to help out the FBI, and so far it was going okay.
He rubbed his hand over his face and turned around to get his hat from the car, but when he looked the car wasn't there. Instead of the prison parking lot, he was in some kind of park. His car was nowhere to be seen. He spun around, completely confused. Where the hell was he?