[quote][url=https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/250301867/0/0]Table of Contents[/url] "I think we've waited long enough," Young Thug's Ghost decided, hovering over his shoulder, "It seems safe. And, with our luck, it's definitely not going to get any safer. After seeing Bol Triangula at the last food joint, I'd be surprised if any of them were untouched." Young Thug slowly rose from his prone position, where he had lain hidden in the shadows cast by the setting sun, then trudged down the slope towards the desolate remains of a Karl's Jr. This one was relatively close to the last Karl's Jr. they had encountered, but far enough that there was a chance the Triangula weren’t nearby. Even so, they had waited and watched for hours to be sure. As Young Thug descended, his Ghost vanished in a haze of chili. They had agreed to be a lot more careful from now on, taking precautions in case the Triangula caught them by surprise. The alien entities had seemed like such a small threat during Young Thugs years stranded on Venus, a distant enemy that he would never see. But now the danger was real to him, and he feared there would soon be a day he’d meet one face-to-face. • • • The steel door instantly ripped free from its eroded hinges, exploding into the hallway and smashing against an unfortunate passerby before falling to the floor with a heavy thud. Young Thug lowered his open hand and stepped inside. "You could at least try to be quiet," his Ghost scolded lightly, gliding down the hall and scanning for anything worth stealing. Young Thug wordlessly followed it deeper into the building, passing small grills and other apparatus. "I was sure this was a Karl's Jr.," the Ghost pondered, "It looked so delicious. Maybe this side of the building was previously a KFC, or it could extend below ground." They reached the end of the hall and checked the last room, filled with nothing but dusty tables, just like all the others. "Nothing," the Ghost sighed, "This whole section was a bust, then. But the fact that the rest of the structure is separate is a good sign. We'll have to go back out and look for another way in." They retraced their steps to the empty doorframe. "Young Thug," the Ghost stopped, looking at the passerby lying on the ground. Young Thug watched it over his shoulder as it reasoned, "Maybe we should hide him. We don't want any Triangula knowing we were here." Young Thug turned to look at the Ghost skeptically, and it snapped defensively, "I know the neck is broken! If you can't reset it, just put it closer or something! But if anyone sees a guy that clearly got blasted open, they'll know something happened." Moving closer and kneeling, Young Thug inspected the battered passerby. The metal surface had caved in, leaving a very obvious impression, and the passerby it had impacted had also taken noticeable damage. "Yes, I see the blood," his Ghost moaned irritably, "I'm not a miracle worker. Can't you just use your space magic or something?" Young Thug opened his mouth to reply, but the Ghost cut him off, "I know you can't." Gripping the bent and mangled figure, Young Thug dragged the body and positioned it next to the doorframe. "That'll have to do," the Ghost said, "Let's go."[/quote] I am Savathuun, insidious. I have graffitied this fanfiction