Night 47: North of the Institute
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It hadn't been the most graceful landing, but at least Prussia had landed on his feet without injury; a twisted ankle right now would not have been the best thing for his escape.
He picked up the torch from where it had landed, and took a moment to check out what lay ahead of him. The land was unfamiliar to him-even in the dark he would have recognized in an instant if it had been German land-and provided little clue as to which direction would be best to travel in. There were no paths, no roads on this side of the hospital or the side around the corner.
He decided to move along the wall for now, and started heading east. He'd see if there was anything compelling in that direction-some landmark he might recognize or a road or anything-and decide where to go from there.
It hadn't been the most graceful landing, but at least Prussia had landed on his feet without injury; a twisted ankle right now would not have been the best thing for his escape.
He picked up the torch from where it had landed, and took a moment to check out what lay ahead of him. The land was unfamiliar to him-even in the dark he would have recognized in an instant if it had been German land-and provided little clue as to which direction would be best to travel in. There were no paths, no roads on this side of the hospital or the side around the corner.
He decided to move along the wall for now, and started heading east. He'd see if there was anything compelling in that direction-some landmark he might recognize or a road or anything-and decide where to go from there.