"I'm not someone who is willing to take a defeat. If we're going to survive knowing that the goalposts are put directly out into the stands, we're getting a score in." Lynch mused, as he was checking some cabinets for some supplies. Sure enough, he pulled out a jug of kerosene, though it was if they should make some weapons or even use it if they needed to set the place on fire. "Just some precautions.." Lynch mentioned, as he did see a candle lighter in a drawer in the cabinet.
“Alright then,” Emily said. “Let’s see. We’re going to need some new clothes. Meanwhile, let’s see what else we can get our hands on. We should also do a check up on the food supply. How well do you know this neighborhood? What can we access from here?”
"Only thing I know about this neighborhood is that it was empty and littered with mostly street thugs during the day. Since the rain is pouring, they are all nestled inside. For clothes, we need to work with what we got in the bedroom closet, while for food.." Lynch opened the fridge to see a limited supply. Otto was most likely going to head over to the grocery store tomorrow, but he never got the chance. Lynch did a check on what could be good for dinner or breakfast.
"A bottle of sriracha.. spicy chicken insta-noodles.. a pizza pocket.. a flatbread.. wheat crackers.. microwavable rice.. kale.. leftovers of an egg salad sandwich.. a green smoothie.. eggs.. lots of eggs.. some random packaged salad.. a carton of hot chocolate...the Mexican kind.. ingredients to make four BLT's.. and is that a pizza box?" Lynch pulled out the pizza box from the fridge, where he opened up the cardboard box. Cheese and olive pizza. "The lack of meat disgusts me.."
For medical supplies, there was some antibiotics, but a trip to the pharmacy would be in order soon. Disinfecting alcohol was there in the medical cabinet, too. The clothes that Emily could only find were for men, but she needed to get the hell out of that white jumpsuit of hers.
She glanced at the bed. “The bed is on the small side. I suppose we can take turns? … What do you say we play a game? Whoever wins get the bed this night, the next night we switch? Do you know any games?”
"I could do a little game, but I find the living room armchair to be a comfortable piece for me to rest." Lynch explained, though Emily knew that Henry was letting her have the bed. "It's still a little early for the night. After the shenanigans back at the prison, I wish to take the extra time to prepare in advance. After an event like that, it will be eventual that the authorities will realize that we were among those who escaped. If what you said about the law being involved with your injustice, we need to take that into consideration."
Henry took note of the laptop, as he went over to attempt to use it. "I'm going to do some digging on our possible opponents before I sleep. Lynch sat down at the desk, as he turned on the laptop with a press of the power button. The laptop booted on, however it was immediately met with a password option. "Hmmm.. let's see.."
Lynch tried the standard 1234 approach. Didn't work, however a hint appeared below the screen that got Lynch's attention.
"Hint: My favorite play + the number of rings"
Lynch glanced at that poster that was in the living room of the obscure poster of the French Play. The words Camille can be seen on the poster, where Lynch knew the rings referred to Saturn. "Let's try this again."
He tried Camille7. He got through to the desktop, as he checked the internet. 3 bars of internet, possibly from the lousy Wi-Fi in the apartment, or from the heavy storm. "I'm in. I need to know who is on that list of ours. Who do you believe is responsible for the crimes that were dealt onto you?" Lynch needed to know information from Marsh, since he needed to do some research.
