The iron grate groans as Dream David pushes it aside, climbing out from the subterranean gloom into the cool, damp night air of the alleyway.
Dream David
Finally. My wings feel like they have been folded in a vice for hours.
He looks up, his ears twitching as he scans the sky. The horizon is clear of searchlights, and the rhythmic pulse of the police helicopter has faded into the distant hum of the city.
Dream David
They gave up. I think I finally lost them.
A block away, the garish, buzzing neon sign of a fried chicken joint paints the wet pavement in shades of artificial orange. The scent of grease and salt drifts through the air, acting as a siren song to his empty stomach.
Dream David
I should keep moving, but I cannot remember the last time I had a real meal. Just one quick stop. Then I vanish again.
+ Scene Quest Added
Get a meal
“Get a meal.”
SUCCESS (Good Health, rolled +1)
Dream David glides silently from the alley shadows, his leathery wings beating a soft rhythm against the stagnant night air.
Dream David
The streets are quiet. Too quiet. My sonar picks up nothing but the hum of distant traffic.
Jax
Hey, wait! I thought you were just a rumor down in the tunnels.
Dream David
I recognize that voice from the camp. He followed me out. I need to be careful.
Dream David
Keep your voice down. The city is still watching.
Jax rounds the corner, breathless, holding a discarded takeout bag that smells faintly of seasoned chicken. He freezes as he catches sight of the massive wings silhouetted against the neon sign.
Jax
You looked starving back there. I grabbed this, but I figured you might be too scared to come back for it. Do you... do you actually eat this stuff?
Quest Complete
Get a meal
+ New Item Acquired
Takeout bag