Chapter 15
They said absolutely nothing to each other for the entire walk. The factory once produced some kind of building materials but had since been utilized predominantly for storage before its abandonment. Thus, there were rectangular shipping containers everywhere, many open and left out to the elements. They held everything from rotting bags of grain to canned food. He made a mental note to return with some of the latter, which would surely have weathered even the most persistent field mice and other pests in the area.
He ignored them for now, hoping for something a little more private. The main building, he thought. It might have a couch or something, and they would hear people coming if any of the others decided to investigate the same space.
When he tried the door, though, he
