The Crafty Crowbar

In 7his rubble? Heck, mos7 of 7he s7uff here is probably useless now. I'm happy 7his gun's s7ill workin.

*He thinks for a moment*

7here migh7 be some ra7 poison lef7 which we could repurpose, bu7 yeah, any o7her s7uff in here is probably useless now.

*Crowbar kicks a stone*

Wha7 ever happened in 7his ci7y made a wreck ou7 of 7hings.

*Crowbar thinks again*

7here mus7 be some money under 7he rubble s7ill, which migh7 be wor7h lookin af7er la7er. But yeah, 7he res7 of my s7uff is somewhere under wha7 used 7o be our mansion. I didn'7 expec7 i7 7o ge7 wrecked like 7his 7o be hones7.

*She listens, and thinks*

Very well. I have some investigating to do, and some daughters to gather. I shall be at the hideout soon. Until then.

*She tips her hat and fades out*

*Crowbar tips his hat at Snowman as she vanishes*

*He takes a look around, sighs, shakes his head in disapointment and then starts to walk towards the hideout*

*Itchy runs in and sees precisely zero Felt members*

SH1T

*he leaves again, heading for the hideout*