The door opens on the cracked and blasted asphalt of what used to be a parking lot. A fair number of rusted car hulks (and we do mean hulks; these ex-cars are huge) litter the lot, most of them long since burnt out or corroded away. Overhead the remains of a cloudburst are scuddering past, headed east on the high winds, and in the distance the yipping of wild dogs can be heard.
"This is where I came in from," Ellen says to Ichigo as she holds open the door. "I'm sorry it's not more presentable."
"This is where I came in from," Ellen says to Ichigo as she holds open the door. "I'm sorry it's not more presentable."