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Peter had taken a walk out to the lake for a bit, now he was back in. He stopped by the Bar, and blinked at the darker varnish on the wood.
"Uh, Bar? An iced tea, please?" Nothing.
"What's going on?" He studied the Bar, and listened. Something bad had happened, he was getting that impression with some of the people around. But the Bar itself, there seemed to be a sense of grief around it. He stepped back, and faltered a little, before recovering. What the?
It seemed like forever before he was sitting at a table with his order, a bit shaken.
"Uh, Bar? An iced tea, please?" Nothing.
"What's going on?" He studied the Bar, and listened. Something bad had happened, he was getting that impression with some of the people around. But the Bar itself, there seemed to be a sense of grief around it. He stepped back, and faltered a little, before recovering. What the?
It seemed like forever before he was sitting at a table with his order, a bit shaken.