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<h1>I Like Trains</h1>
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<p>
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<span class="quote speech">Michelle! Guess what I found...</span><br />
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The two are exploring one of Ivydale's train yards. Michelle climbs
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through between the rotting cars on an adjacent track, looking for him.
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<br />
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<span class="quote speech">No idea. Where are you?</span><br />
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<span class="quote speech">Up here.</span><br />
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Jack is standing on top of <span class="comment">atop?</span> one of the
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metro trains. Michelle climbs onto the link between cars, from there
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onto the the edge of the broken windshield, and Jack helps her up to the
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rather sketchy-looking roof.<br />
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<span class="quote speech">Look, over there...</span><br />
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He points across the deteriorating trains, towards the outermost track of
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the overgrown train yard. A small roof – or in places what remains
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of it – extends over the track from the side of a large building.
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Several tank cars sit under it. Some are rusted through or missing
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parts, but a few look like they might still hold liquids.<br />
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<span class="quote speech">Oh, wow! Maybe there's some gas left in
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there or something...</span><br />
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<span class="quote speech">My thought. Let's check it out.</span>
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</p>
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<p>
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They climb back down and make their way over to one of the tank cars.
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Jack clmbs onto the end of the car and attempts to use the ladder
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leading to the top. It crumbles under his feet.
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<span class="quote speech">I guess I found the way down – hey, use
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me as a ladder instead.</span> He leans against the tank and helps her
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on top of it.
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</p>
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<p>
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Michelle inspects the lid. It's held on with large nuts.<br />
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<span class="quote speech">Do we have a wrench or something?</span><br />
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Jack looks around.<br />
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<span class="quote speech">I don't know. Lemme take a look in
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there...</span><br />
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He disappears through an opening in the wall where used to be a door.
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After a moment, he reappears, triumphantly holding a huge adjustable
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wrench.<br />
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<span class="quote speech">It's a bit rusty but should do the
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job.</span><br />
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<span class="quote speech">I'm afraid to see what you call very
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rusty.</span><br />
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<span class="quote speech">This thing, for example.</span><br />
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He hits the ladder with it, causing a large section to break off and
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crumble. Then, he hands her the wrench. After a bit of fiddling, she
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manages to get a good grip on one of the nuts holding the lid in place
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– it doesn't budge.<br />
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<span class="quote speech">Need a hammer or something?</span><br />
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<span class="quote speech">One of these pipes over there should
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do.</span><br />
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Jack picks up a section of metal pipe and passes it to her. Putting it
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over the wrench for additional leverage, she pushes against it until the
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bolt snaps with a bang.<br />
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<span class="quote speech">That's certainly one of the ways to
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unbolt this thing...</span> she says before moving on to the next one.
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</p>
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<p>
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One by one, she removes the other nuts. Some of them snap off, some
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unscrew with considerable force. She lets go of the pipe and attempts
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to lift the lid – it's still stuck in place. Using the wrench
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as a hammer, she whacks it until it comes loose...<br />
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<span class="quote speech">There's nothing in here.</span><br />
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<span class="quote speech"><i>Great.</i> I guess there are a bunch more
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we can try.</span> <span class="comment">needs a better reaction, may
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want to state disappointment explicitly</span><br />
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She jumps back down onto the end of the car.<br />
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<span class="quote speech">Looks like we'll be climbing a bunch of
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tank cars today.</span><br />
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<span class="quote speech">Let's see about that... Mind giving me
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the wrench for a moment?</span><br />
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She hands it back to Jack. He jumps over the gap between cars and uses
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it to knock against the wall of the next tank.<br />
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<span class="quote speech">Sounds empty.</span>
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</p>
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<p>
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The third tank seems more promising. It only makes a dull <i>clunk</i>
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when Jack hits it with the wrench. Michelle climbs on top again.
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The nuts on this one come off more easily and it doesn't take
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long until she lifts the lid.<br />
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<span class="quote speech">Jackpot!</span> She sniffs the smell coming
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off the liquid inside. <span class="quote speech">Smells like
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diesel.</span><br />
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<span class="quote speech">Nice! Let's find a truck or something
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to drive around in... Wait, stupid idea but I need to show you
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something.</span><br />
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<span class="quote speech">Oh no, what are you up to again?</span><br />
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<span class="quote speech">Nothing in particular... Wanna follow me for a
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sec?</span>
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</p>
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<p>
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Michelle jumps down and follows him to the entrance of the building.
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They walk over the door on the floor, past a counter to the left, into
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the wide open hall. It is dimly lit by the light that makes it through
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the dirty windows and small holes in the surprisingly intact roof.
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<span class="comment">note: Make it more clear that the windows are
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below the roof. Also, I imagine them to be milky windows for some reason.
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</span> A few rows of large industrial shelves on the other side of the
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hall hold partially rotting crates. To either side of them are open
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spaces with machine tools, small cranes, and other machinery. A few
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plants grow here and there. Through the center of the hall leads a
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single train track with additional sets of rails for a gantry crane
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besides it. At the end of the hall to the right, below the rusty crane,
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sits a train wrapped up in tarps.
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</p>
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<p class="comment">
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The following dialog nededs to go / be entirely rewritten.
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</p>
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<p>
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<span class="quote speech">Stupid idea indeed</span>, she says while
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walking towards it. Then, she corrects herself:
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<span class="quote speech">Actually, it might be useful. That's one
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of the diesel-electric ones, right?</span><br />
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<span class="quote speech">Oh, I thought we drink the diesel and push
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this thing around for fun.</span> He grins.<br />
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<span class="quote speech">Okay, so can we use its generator?</span><br />
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<span class="quote speech">Maybe, if we can get it to a location where
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it's useful.</span><br />
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<span class="quote speech">There is no railroad close to the
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bunker?</span><br />
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<span class="quote speech">Not that I know of, the closest would be
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somewhere around Ivydale South.</span><br />
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<span class="quote speech">Okay, not very useful. That wasn't very
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well planned, Mr infrastructure guy.</span><br />
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<span class="quote speech">Let's go find a truck.</span>
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</p>
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