O03: Start

[Sh4dE]

George rubbed his chin.

"I think there might be a connection. I believe something has to link us together. I don't think we were picked randomly."

George took more steps.

"You owed anyone any debt?"

[Ohm]

He stopped swinging his arm, his posture stiffened.

One could see the veins on his arm and hand stick out as his grip tightened on his gun before slackening.

"Nope." He said, a few more steps away.

The two were walking in a circle.

"You?" He stared at the other boy.

[Sh4dE]

"No," George lied.

"Hm. Maybe we can find out what connects us, if we find the other people."

George suggested moving by waving his thumb behind his back.

"Hopefully, not everyone will have the mindset of that bastard."

[Ohm]

Jevaun shrugged at the comment.

"Hopefully. Would be good to have some hope wid us, ya?"

Jevaun made his way to his bag with the occasional glance in George's direction. He crouched down and pulled the strap over his shoulder.

He looked over and gave him a nod.

"Let's go."

Jevaun started to walk out of the area, careful to not put too much weight on his right knee as he did so. It made him look slightly lopsided as he wandered past the view zone of the camera watching them.

Once he was past, it returned to it's original position and stared ahead.

[Sh4dE]

George silently followed Jevaun and exited the camera's eyes.

((George Harper continued elsewhere))