Downstairs, An Hour Later

Date: 2024-09-22 02:40 pm (UTC)
joan_of_bark: (pam: stubborn)
From: [personal profile] joan_of_bark
Well. That had been... Pam wasn't sure. She needed to regroup, to take a moment to process. This hadn't been an isolated attack. Could she expect another one of those things to show up? And how far had she traveled?

Across miles? States? Oceans?

She staggered down the stairs first. That strange woman had seemed confident the building was safe, but she wasn't going to assume blindly that she was telling the truth. She turned on the lights, and stared into the shop.

"... Please tell me this isn't Sephora."
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