Jan 30, 2023
after living in salem for just over eighteen years, benny’s gotten used to the usual strange happening outside (or sometimes just inside) his bar. this, though— something tells him the crowds shuffling loudly outside midhaven’s walls aren’t the natural july 6th rapscallion doings. his suspicions are confirmed when a gaggle of people scramble in, the sounds outside amplifying tenfold as they roar through the open door frame. “HEY!! shut that door, i don’t need that shit coming in here!”
