It could very well be someone else who'd come exploring. But something in the back of his mind, something that lifted the hairs at the base of his neck, said no. This was something else. No idea what. Just that gut feeling.
He lifts a hand, motioning for Jacob to follow before ducking down, slipping into the crashed ship. The insides are as strange as the outsides, although these days that isn't saying much. All of this is strange to him.
It does seem more in line with the technology and the look of Anchor itself, though. Doesn't it?
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It could very well be someone else who'd come exploring. But something in the back of his mind, something that lifted the hairs at the base of his neck, said no. This was something else. No idea what. Just that gut feeling.
He lifts a hand, motioning for Jacob to follow before ducking down, slipping into the crashed ship. The insides are as strange as the outsides, although these days that isn't saying much. All of this is strange to him.
It does seem more in line with the technology and the look of Anchor itself, though. Doesn't it?