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Sid Jenkins (emo_underdog) wrote in vas_captio_rpg,

"What? My wallet or the stupid box?" Sid asked, extracting the box from his jacket pocket and waving it slightly before shoving it back into the coat. "Dunno why I brought it, but it had a book in it I hadn't gotten 'round to looking at."

Actually... Sid took the box back out and opened it, pulling out the book and shoving the box back into his pocket. "Maybe this has something in there that'll tell us where we are? Yeah?" he asked, opening the book and flipping idly through the pages. A frown crossed his features. "Jesus..." he muttered. There was writing in all kinds of handwriting, sloppy and neat, large and bubbly as well as small and chicken-scratchy. He'd unintentionally stopped listening to Logan even as the other man answered his joke of a question, but he closed the book and looked up again when Logan asked "what the fuck?"

Once again, Sid's jaw went slack and his brow knitted heavily down in the center. Glass? He jumped a little when Logan punched it, but the glass didn't break. Sid looked to the left and then to the right and as far as he could see, yeah, the wall ran on both sides. "Like a bloody zoo or something," he murmured, reaching out to touch the glass gingerly, pushing on it. No give and, as he squinted and leaned forward, he noticed it looked awfully thick. "What the hell...?"