Medium · Interfacing ≥ 4
The Kvalsund crane in the harbour. Its screaming is distinctly apocalyptic.
Motorics
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The Kvalsund crane in the harbour. Its screaming is distinctly apocalyptic.
Can you? You're pretty sure you can't.
Actually, you can. You can even remove a fractured bullet, it seems...
But not panicked. Deliberate. Focused.
You look at her rough, jagged handwriting on the note. She was in a rush, but not panicked. Deliberate. Focused.
You could buy some smokes, light up a ciggy and throw it in there... You know, just to see what happens. See if it's flammable. It's better that way. Safer.
For bringing supplies: munitions and fuel. You could also raise it, in order to lock the Western bay of Revachol.
The chain trails off into the ocean, connecting the island to the supply depot on the coast.
He's right. It would be better to open its big brother. A powerful engine hangs beneath the ceiling -- it must control the blast door.
He's right. It would be better to open its big brother. A powerful engine hangs under the ceiling -- it must control the blast door.
Perhaps you could open its big brother? A powerful engine hangs beneath the ceiling -- it must control the blast door. There must be controls somewhere...