This one was Torn's.
Jak set the zoomer down outside the Underground Hideout, sneaking a quick glance down the alley they'd come in through to make sure no one followed them. "Next stop," he said, simply, and practically threw himself out of the zoomer's seat. "Come on."
He nodded his head at what looked like it was just a wall with a bunch of grafitti on it.
[[ for Triela ]]