Remain Silent

A few hours later, Wilbur is feeling as good as new! He’s got a gun, a coat, and he’s even regained his will to live! (Eh... debatable). He tucks the gun into his coat pocket, slips his boots on – they were made to be easy to put on, in case he ever needed to bolt – and he leaves the house. The rain hasn’t let up, in fact, it’s only been getting worse. He’s heard there’s a storm coming tomorrow. Luckily, he is planning on getting his brother back by the evening. He has no idea what he’s doing, but if he has any luck, he knows where Tommy is. Pogtopia. The place is a shithole, but it’s theirs. They made the place around six months ago when they had been on the run from the cops. It’s a... long story.  The walk to Pogtopia is a short one, and he arrives just before noon. The ravine looks untouched, which he is glad to find. He would hate to see the place ruined by drug addicts and the sort. Gulping, he begins the descent into Pogtopia.-OR, Tommy disappears and Wilbur is determined to find out why.