Who: Harry Dresden and the rescue effort volunteers What: Rescue Where: Kent Memorial parking garage When: The bleeding ass-crack of dawn. Rating: Damaged, ugly, gross, injured people - it ain't gonna be pretty
The building fell down and it wasn't my fault...
Ten Minutes Ago:
I don't know if it's good or bad that House(2) accidentally picked up my text messaging phone thingy this morning. I'm on my way to switch them back, because I don't want to read his messages - no matter who they're from - when I hear the loudest cracking-crashing-crumbling sound since that school tried to burn down around my ears. Stupid flaming monkey poo.
Well, okay, not building, but parking structure. Either way - it once was up, but now it's down. This I see as a very bad thing.
And judging by the number of messages scrolling through this sidekick thing, I'd say there's work to be done. Getting people unstuck and not crushed and such. Always a good plan.
First order of business is to find some other folks who can get where I might not be able to. And to find a way in.