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『 unending suburban hellscape 』
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ALLISON ENDED UP tagging along with the group, even after her outburst. Everyone ended up at a mechanic garage, surrounded by junk cars, as Wanda— Diego's van, was lifted on a car lift.
Diego sat next to Viktor on a small metal bench after harassing the mechanic man about what the car needed.
Lila and Delores were sitting on a mechanic table, that had tires stacked up next to Delores, while Ben stood next to the table they were sat on— after storming away from Luther after he reminded Ben that he needed to call his parole officer.
Allison was sat on a few tires with her legs crossed, while Luther stood next to the bench Diego and Viktor were sitting on.
They had to call a towing company to pick up the car, and on the way to the repair guy, they stopped at a gas station.
Delores had real gauze on her grazed arm, along with butterfly bandaids for the cuts on her face, and an overpriced windbreaker from the gas station.
Five was on the phone with someone from his job, muttering things into the phone as he told them the situation and any information they might need to know.
"Hey, you know what's strange?" Luther asked, looking up at the van next to his head, "All those people back in New Grumpson. They were wearing Hargreeves-branded military gear." Luther gestured to his chest— where the bulletproof vests were on the people in the town.
"Luther," Delores said, and shook her head, as she tucked some of her messy hair behind her ear, "the entire goddamn place was a Hargreeves town," she informed.
"Yeah," Ben spoke up, "It was, like, it was designed to keep Jennifer hostage." he looked at his shoes.
"What's so important about her anyway?" Lila asked, eyeing Ben— who was oddly obsessed with this woman.
"Isn't it obvious?" Allison asked, as Five hung up the phone, and took a few steps towards the group, "She's one of us."
"No." Ben shook his head, "No way." he denied, acting extremely antsy for some reason.
"I mean, that would make sense." Five spoke up, and Delores glanced over at him, "Why else would Dad build a Truman Show around her?" he asked, looking around at everyone.
