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Date With Death - Chapter 1, Page 5

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Peter breathes a sigh of relief when they step outside. After being underground for eight hours, the sky is a welcome sight. The door overlooks a car park, which has a clear view of boring grey Wivley.

He glances over to Markus, who is staring ahead with his eyebrows as far down as they’ll go. 

“Which one’s yours?” Peter asks, nodding towards the cars.

“The red one,” Markus replies, “We’re walking towards it.” (oh, duh)

“Cool,” Peter says. Markus gives him a look. 

Immediately, Peter notices the vending machine. 

(food)

“Don’t bother, it’s broken,” Markus advises, already on the first step of the tall, tall flight of stairs. There’s only two ways in or out of HQ: these stairs or the elevator which is half an hour’s walk away. If there’s a fire they’ll all be toast (heh).

“Again?”

“Again.”

“But how do you know?” 

“I checked this morning.” 

“It might be fixed by now.”

“You can try if you want but don’t complain when your money gets eaten.”

With a grin, Peter fishes a few bronzes from his pocket and almost hops over to the vending machine. There’s plenty of choice, from cola to diet cola to lemonade to crisps. It’s like snack planet. Peter finally decides on a can of cola (cant go wrong) and puts two bronzes into the slot. They roll into the depths of the machine with a clunk... and nothing happens.

He waits a few seconds.

Nothing continues to happen.

Markus pointedly clears his throat.