From 6da56a2d2f7510565156395d560e5a879920d773 Mon Sep 17 00:00:00 2001
From: BodgeMaster <>
Date: Tue, 31 Mar 2026 00:46:10 +0200
Subject: [PATCH] 'zd' Nova Metropolis: continue writing

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 zd-Nova_Metropolis.html | 50 +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++----
 1 file changed, 46 insertions(+), 4 deletions(-)

diff --git a/zd-Nova_Metropolis.html b/zd-Nova_Metropolis.html
index 43d529a..693a663 100644
--- a/zd-Nova_Metropolis.html
+++ b/zd-Nova_Metropolis.html
@@ -30,8 +30,8 @@
   The highway ends and transitions into a large road. Michelle decelerates
   the bus.<br />
   <span class="quote speech">Why are you going so slow?</span><br />
-  <span class="quote speech">Im going exactly speed limit - 50 km/h.</span>
-  <br />
+  <span class="quote speech">Im going exactly speed limit &ndash; 50
+  kilometers per hour.</span><br />
   <span class="quote speech">50? That&apos;s faster than the speed limit in
   Sunside Cove yet this feels so slow...</span><br />
   Michelle chuckles.<br />
@@ -49,7 +49,7 @@
   recently. Not even a smashed window.</span><br />
   <span class="quote speech">Over there.</span><br />
   <span class="quote speech">Okay, one smashed window.</span><br />
-  <span class="quote speech">I mean you&apos;re right. Barely any
+  <span class="quote speech">You&apos;re right though. Barely any
   damage &ndash; and surprisingly little sand, I thought we&apos;d
   find a bunch of half-buried ruins.</span><br />
   Michelle pulls up at a bus stop and parks the bus.<br />
@@ -66,7 +66,49 @@
   a comfortable position. His words are muffled through the mattres:
   <span class="quote speech">Good night.</span>
 </p>
+<p>
+  Michelle, James, and Annie gather at the front door and step outside.
+  Michelle reaches for the key switch under the headlight and holds it
+  until the door is closed, then she shuts the little door that normally
+  hides it. The three start walking, briefly stopping every few meters to
+  look into the perfectly preserved storefront windows. Many have
+  sunbleached posters hanging in them, some completely faded to white,
+  others still showing faint outlines or even a hint of colors, the goods
+  surrounding them waiting to attrackt buyers who would never return.
+</p>
+<p>
+  A few blocks down the road, they find a music store filled with acoustic
+  instruments. They stop a bit longer. Annie really wants to go inside.
+  She tries the large glass door &ndash; locked, of course.<br />
+  She asks: <span class="quote speech">So... How else can we get
+  inside?</span><br />
+  Michelle says: <span class="quote speech">Break in. Who&apos;s gonna stop
+  you?</span><br />
+  Annie looks around, scanning the floor. She notices some of the small
+  paving stones at the edge of the sidewalk had come loose and picks one
+  up. She hesitates.<br />
+  <span class="quote speech">This feels so wrong...</span><br />
+  James, who had been standing off to the side, watching the interaction
+  between the two, steps between Annie and the door.<br />
+  He says: <span class="quote speech">Allow me to work some magic for you.
+  Can I have that thing?</span><br />
+  He takes the paving stone out of her hand and places it right back
+  where she had found it. Then, he takes a keyring out of one of his
+  jacket&apos;s pockets and searches for a specific one. Using that key,
+  he opens a small lock box near the floor next to the door, out of which
+  he grabs another set of keys.<br />
+  <span class="quote speech">Fire department key. Probably works on most
+  buildings around here. Here you go, your way inside.</span><br />
+  He hands her the keys.
+</p>
 <p class="comment">
-  missing section
+  Notes to self:<br />
+  Annie will at some point before this have to be comfortable with breaking
+  into lost places in Ivydale / Sentinel Shores.<br />
+  James has changed his green coat for a brown leather jacket before
+  starting the trip to Nova Metropolis.
+</p>
+<p class="comment">
+  missing section about exploring an intricate lobby of some corporate hq
 </p>
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