"Well, isn't this cozy," Max said, dusting some dirt off his shirt.
They were in a huge underground chamber filled with outdated army
vehicles. As if someone was preparing for the big one and to their
disappointment it never came.
"All we need is a DJ and this
could be the perfect place for a rave," Suki interjected. She held a
pistol with both hands; she had seen some cop shows and it always showed
them carrying a gun this way.
"Maybe," Max said. He glanced
around and he could imagine a rave going on here. He could see
Maggie cutting up the dance floor, her long red hair flowing like a
sentient being dancing with the music. "Yeah."
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