"Grenade on the conveyor belt, grenade...held roughly this high-" He holds a hand at about his chest. "And steady right about there when it went off. Either a really well timed throw or strapped to something. Melee scuffle around here-"
The dents are weird. The angle of that one jagged bit of metal? Also fucking weird.
"...Were y'all all...alive? When this happened? Because that isn't normal. I can't clock how it ended up there."
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The dents are weird. The angle of that one jagged bit of metal? Also fucking weird.
"...Were y'all all...alive? When this happened? Because that isn't normal. I can't clock how it ended up there."