She stared across the road at them; they stared back.
The Owl and the Rhino.
She had acquired a name for the town: Necksity. After a neck. Someone’s neck. Wonder who?
She had to make another purchase in town to find out. She was a *spy*. Excitement!
There was a strange smell to the place. She opened a window in back for air. Vacant lot behind.
A lift directly behind the rowhouse just rented that goes down to nowhere. Just grass beneath here. The megaburg is still being built in its various levels; a work in progress.
Better get the little devils over. Another town for them to take, um, down.
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But turns out the correct group to rez objects could not be joined tonight. Frustration. Her neck began to hurt, and not for the last time.
Sunklands 