Post by Stephen Colly on Oct 4, 2008 20:00:27 GMT
It was starting to rain a bit as Rhys and Stephen exited the pub and headed down towards the road that led to the Rats training base where they were going and where McMillan’s training camp was. It was starting to get dark as they walked. Stephen had his hands in his pockets and was saying nothing; he kept glancing up at Rhys and then around him and then back to the ground again, not knowing quite what to say.
It was around 10 minutes as Rhys said they seemed to be the only two people out on the streets this evening as it was rather cold and most people where in their houses. They reached the gates of the barracks and made their way towards the tracks and fields, lights were shinning up ahead as the darkness started to set in all around them, they neared one of the tracks, a few men were standing around, some smoking and talking in hushed voices, coming into the light, Stephen recognised a few people, higher ranking members of the army.
He just stood there, not sure what to do as he glanced around, looking for McMillan and then, realizing he wasn’t anywhere to be seen, looked over at Rhys who had followed him. The wind was up, so the place was cold even with the warmth of the lights around the track and the little hut beside the running torture circuit. Keeping his hands in his pockets, Stephen waited.
