Mirrored from the latest entry in Daron's Guitar Chronicles.
When I woke later, Courtney was gone and everyone else was already up. I was the only one in the bus as far as I could tell.
I found Carynne inside the building, having a discussion with Louis and a guy I didn’t know. All three of them had very serious looks on their faces. The guy looked more like a tech himself, in jeans and a T-shirt, than like some bigwig, but the way he was nodding and listening while the other two did most of the talking made me wonder.
I steered clear and wandered the maze of rooms downstairs for a bit. There was one whole room just full of old desks. I guess no one bothered to lock it since who was going to walk off with a whole desk? These would’ve taken two guys to move, too.
I heard someone calling my name. Colin. I found him halfway down the stairs.
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