Ben was upset as he turned back into his apartment to grab a thicker jacket. He wasn't late for work yet, but he wanted to get there a little early today. Donning his scarf, hat, and gloves, he headed outside, locked the door, and walked along 9th up to the Morris Center. Everything was about as normal as could be. For now…
On the way there he saw a few interesting sights though. As he crossed the street, he looked over in the law parking lot and saw a whole crowd of people gathered. There seemed to be several dozen people just sort of standing there talking. Weird, he though, must be some sort of political gathering.
As he got closer to the intersection, he noticed a bunch of cop cars in front of the jewelry store. It appears that there was a break-in overnight sometime. He was at the intersection and could overhear some of the officers' conversation.
"…not sure how they got in without setting off the alarm…"
"…third one in a month…"
"…not sure how they got in without setting off the alarm…"
"…third one in a month…"
Passing the flashing lights, he crossed the street and passed in front of the Creamery. He casually looked inside and noticed a huge line of people buying things. It was pretty unusual for so early in the morning. He continued looking and noticed that they were all buying the same type of things: cooking utensils. Weird, he thought.
He continued north, passing ground zero that was once known as Heritage Halls. There were several large vehicles parked there as usual. Be when he looked closer, he saw yet another strange sight. He's not completely in the know-how about construction equipment, but he was sure that large vehicles needed tires, yet it appeared that none of them had any. It was if they were stolen overnight.
Hm, weird morning, he thought.
He got to the Morris Center, clocked in, and hung up his scarf and coat. As he logged onto the computer, he casually read some of the headlines on his newsfeed from CNN and the Daily Universe. "Romney wins Ohio, 5 other Super Tuesday states," "Tomorrow’s homework: Fill out March Madness bracket for history class - History professor gives students the chance to practice bracketology," and "Student killed in sleep by mad mob - Accused of being werewolf."
That last one was interesting. Ben clicked on it and took a second to read it. But when he read the name of the victim, he dropped his phone and gasped.
"Oh! Brianna!"
He continued north, passing ground zero that was once known as Heritage Halls. There were several large vehicles parked there as usual. Be when he looked closer, he saw yet another strange sight. He's not completely in the know-how about construction equipment, but he was sure that large vehicles needed tires, yet it appeared that none of them had any. It was if they were stolen overnight.
Hm, weird morning, he thought.
He got to the Morris Center, clocked in, and hung up his scarf and coat. As he logged onto the computer, he casually read some of the headlines on his newsfeed from CNN and the Daily Universe. "Romney wins Ohio, 5 other Super Tuesday states," "Tomorrow’s homework: Fill out March Madness bracket for history class - History professor gives students the chance to practice bracketology," and "Student killed in sleep by mad mob - Accused of being werewolf."
That last one was interesting. Ben clicked on it and took a second to read it. But when he read the name of the victim, he dropped his phone and gasped.
"Oh! Brianna!"
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