Day One/Tuesday PM – Awaiting an Answer

Most of the citizens have retired to their homes, some attempt to continue their daily errands but to no avail, a number of shops in the town are open but are mostly vacant. Of those that have departed the grizzly scene from this morning a crowd of them have made their way to 6 Sides, the local bar, and are quietly consuming their drinks and discussing today’s events in hushed tones, no one wants to be the one to speak too loudly of the likely injuries dealt to the first responders.

For the first few hours following the crash, sirens echoed back-and-forth across the city of Kenmare, but now the streets are mostly silent, the skyline to the south-east glows and flickers from the flames that have proved themselves difficult, at best, to extinguish and while the wind is still, the tang of melted plastics and scorched metals permeate the air.



Missy Trenton, one of the bartenders and part-time substitute teacher used the phone earlier, for those that noticed, and whenever her sister, Brenda, arrives she looks grateful for the support. A few of the local farmers have been near the back getting full use out of the three dartboards that line the wall and Missy warns Brenda that they’ve been getting more and more animated as the hours tick by...