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Post by Brandon Napier on Jun 3, 2011 22:02:33 GMT
In one of the tunnels off of the main tunnel, there was a hole in the wall. Behind this hole, was a space big enough for Bam to fit... Actually, probably big enough for a six foot, eighteen year old to fit in, if he curled up tight enough...
Half curled in the circular hole, Bam was in the darkness of the tunnels, his feet pressed against the top of the hole and his shoulders, neck and head on the bottom of the hole. Bam stared up at his boots with a slight scowl as he thought... It wasn't a good idea for Bam to think, normally, as things usually got blown up/killed/set on fire...
Or Bam ended up joy riding around a random field someplace...
Now, though, he was thinking about the country... And how bad it was... And SMILE... And all of the misery that had been caused by the Institute that was named after something generally happy...
His thoughts then drifted to people, and he thought about Melissa, Kuro and Spencer... Until he heard footsteps down the tunnels and Bam looked at the opening to his hiding place and felt himself getting possessive over the maze of tubes and such down here, even though it was public, Rebellion, property, and not Bam's...
Maybe he was spending too much time down here...?
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