Through the gloom of dust and flashlight beam, Lisa looked at her like she'd plumb lost her mind.
"...you're serious?" Not waiting for her to answer, Lisa shook her head. Nooo no. Fuck that noise. "Only way I'd go out that way is with a tank, and I doubt we're gonna find one in here."
Swinging the light around their surroundings, watching the dust swirl around, making her panic instincts jump at every sign of movement, she sighed. "But I guess weirder things have happened. Jesus- it looks like no one's touched this place in decades."
Definitely not a working town hall, but she wasn't surprised. The 'people' in Marrowood didn't seem to exist except for the basic entertainment (and torment) of people like her and Robin. Meanwhile, they were stuck here until they found a back door, which hopefully wouldn't be swarmed either. And her leg was throbbing and red hot.