PETER
Never before had Peter had quite so much free time in his life. In the very beginning, when he’d first come to Caido smouldering and confused, it had felt like hell. It had been nearly a year now, and he was doing better at coping with the concept of free time. Normally, a day without plans would find him spending time with Adam, or maybe Loren, but neither of the men could be found. That was okay. He’d entertain himself. What had started as wandering through the settlement had turned into a rather intense chase. The snow had melted, saturated the earth and turned to mud, but there was yet more melt and not enough earth. What wasn’t soaked up ran through the streets, miniature rivers that twisted and flowed together, carving paths and banks through the mud. They all seemed to run to the same place, an open maw in the street that went underground, and without much thought, Peter followed them.
Underground, it was cold, and damp, everything slick with water and mud, but still he went, his boots and pants soaked through by this point. It was only when he lost a boot, stolen off his foot by a particularly stubborn pitch of mud, that he paused, and looked around, feeling the slightest bit lost.
Distance, distance keeps you safe
And I don't wanna scare you away
And I don't wanna scare you away
You're laughing cause it's funny
How you're fooling everybody but me
How you're fooling everybody but me
