Thought Vomit #76: ft. Pulp Fiction 7
Chapter Seven Vic strode back into Police Headquarters under very different circumstances from when he was last here. As the sun blazed in through the giant stained glass windows, casting colourful, almost Messianic light all over him, he looked at the awe struck faces. The entire department had gathered in the huge reception lobby, as … Continue reading Thought Vomit #76: ft. Pulp Fiction 7
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