Time doors part 2 - gathering
The shelters were crowded and dimly lit, the stone stairs that took them down into the London Underground seeming to go on forever. It was a situation the residents of the city were used to, most coming with a bundle of woollen blankets clutched in their arms. This wasn’t anyone’s first night in the shelters, at least, it shouldn’t have been.
Corners were staked out, and harsh words exchanged when someone took more space than was rationed. People broke out cold food and finished their dinners, resigned to what had become all too familiar.
It was hard to sleep on the cold hard floors, with so many bodies pressed together. Few managed it, instead they stood together and listened for the rumbles that meant an exploded bomb not far from here. They prayed though prayer hadn’t done much for so many. Everyone wanted to hear the all clear. They wanted to go back to their homes so they could start to pick up the pieces and begin the cycle anew. They hoped that tonight would be the last night down here, but they were sure that it wouldn’t.
Corners were staked out, and harsh words exchanged when someone took more space than was rationed. People broke out cold food and finished their dinners, resigned to what had become all too familiar.
It was hard to sleep on the cold hard floors, with so many bodies pressed together. Few managed it, instead they stood together and listened for the rumbles that meant an exploded bomb not far from here. They prayed though prayer hadn’t done much for so many. Everyone wanted to hear the all clear. They wanted to go back to their homes so they could start to pick up the pieces and begin the cycle anew. They hoped that tonight would be the last night down here, but they were sure that it wouldn’t.
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There's no reason for him to get home with Fry here. She's the only person he's responsible for in Darrow. At least, she was before they ended up in this place. Now there's Hanna and apparently Prim. "Yeah? Well, we'll get you back."