As the remainder of the people load into the van,Percy sits awkwardly in the front,pulling his coat closer to him. He snaps on his goggles as the approaching thunder lets out a single clap,and buttons up his jacket. After he is almost completely covered,he clutches both hands on his cane and crosses his legs,looking all too worried.
-45 minutes pass,they have reached Cable Street.-
The rain has now come to a patter,and the sky is more gray with smoke than clouds. Most of the people rushing through the sidewalks are sniffing and coughing,and the buildings have a depressing uniform black and gray color scheme.


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