The streets were still with swirling wind and snow. It was a thick blizzard we drove through, the already failing headlights struggling with the mad zigzagging patterns of a thousand snowflakes. There was no danger though; our course was straight and true, fueled by new information having come to light. We had been down through the NSP Tunnels befo... read more >>
The jig was up, I was caught, and there was no getting around it. My leg was half way in the open window when the security car rolled up. Thinking there might still be a chance to save myself, I dove into the snow-bank to hide as the spotlight headed my way. Perfect, I thought, we chose to try for Pillsbury at the exact same time they patrol it. We... read more >>
Back when Municipal Heroes had more recently formed, we played a game where we would point out buildings that we would want the most to explore as an abandonment. The idea of infiltration hadn't occurred to us back then, so our locations that we had hoped would become abandoned one day, were virtually untouchable. We could only drive by them and ho... read more >>
I, Rin, had held a job that allowed me views of a glorious mill during all hours of the day. When I wasn't helping patrons, I was staring out of the window at it, baking half-brained schemes for sneaking in. As an example, I noticed that Damico and Sons frequently catered their events, and on occasion, left a food crate unattended. All I would n... read more >>
