Post by Sarpek on Mar 19, 2009 18:28:05 GMT -5
From the nearby warehouse, there is a hum, and the squeak of rusty cables as a makeshift cable car swings across between buildings. Clinging to the cable mount, Sarpek and his load of supplies traverse the gap, the buick engine mounted in the warehouse rumbling. He pulls a lever that brakes the car, and steps out, unloading the supplies.