Chapter 26: Brave Arm - NAQC
Tap. Tap. Tap.
Hope nonchalantly tapped on the ground as he crouched next to the young boy who still laid unconscious. His eyes observed the wet concrete beneath his feet as if it were the most interesting sight to behold. No regard to the gaping chasm to his far side where morning continued to silverly shine.
Well, Hope wasn't exactly transfixed by the ground's surface.
At the moment, Hope was carefully going through his memories of when he traveled through Mirror City with the convoy.
The government did a decent job of having the main road available as much as possible for them to travel through. And Hope was never one dealing with much trouble during those travels, but he had heard other convoys having to battle their way through sometimes.
"Hmm..." Hope tilted his head, his eyes glazed with a detachment.
He absentmindedly reached down and traced the ground with two fingers, faintly feeling the moist flat stone as a film played over.
He recalled that once entering through the gates, the road would curve 45 degrees left for four blocks before veering back straight. Eventually, it curves again, and heads left for about 10-20 minutes—depending on the size of the convoy—narrowly passing by the City's Center. Then curved right to exit out of Mirror City.
'Huh.'
Hope blinked as he pushed away the film, switching his focus to his hand's throbbing pain to bring him back to the present.
Once his vision cleared, there was a faint trace on the ground.