"I don't know" he replys, "but you look pretty beat
up. You have a pretty nasty cut on your forhead." He says as he
asseses your condition. He looks around, and squints his eyes,
"look over there" he points to two buildings.
"They look a little out of place" you mumble as you stare
at two buildings that couldn't be different. To your left there is a
tall grey steel skyscraper and to your left is a rundown shed that
looked like it had had better days.
"Well, its better than nothing" he says under his breath,
almost to himself.
"I vote shack" you both say at the same time.You glance
at eachother and burst out laughing.
You start walking up the steps and say, "Joel, I found these
dice..."