Boros threw himself backwards against the dashboard of the vehicle. It seemed to absorb his momentum in a way that betrayed its hard appearance. When he looked back at the window the readouts were off and it was dark again. “Must have nodded off again.” He muttered to himself and readjusted himself in the massive vehicle’s interior and reached for the door handle only for it to open on its own. He caught himself on the edge of the passenger side seat and shuffled awkwardly onto it. A heavily muscled armed appeared through the now open door, the smiling face of Marcus following closely after. “Rise and shine.” He greeted his friend jovially. “Musta’ had a rough time to pass out with all those sweaty dickheads in there.” “It was pretty relaxing in there.” Boros momentarily felt the wei
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