[color=f26522][h3]Gregory Irving[/h3][hr][hr][/color] 
Fighting back the urge to vomit as the stench nearly forced him away from the opening, Gregory settled for looking away after taking in the conditions. Probably been a bit too much to hope for sewer channels in a small town like this. Taking another glance, he shook his head again as his eyes watered from whatever the hell was in the air down there. [i][color=f26522]‘Next time, gas mask...’[/color][/i]

For now he had to bolt though. Tucking away the flashlight and looking at the map again, Gregory figured his best bet was to head north a bit before actually cutting west like Brent had mentioned earlier. [color=f26522]”Evac, I’d stop driving straight. Elephants are about to be on the road north of you,”[/color] he called into the phone before booking it away from the open manhole. 

[color=f26522]”Brent. Passing by south of you. Maybe duck out of sight?[/color] Coming to a stop as he rounded the corner of the building, he spared a glance out from the corner back towards the theater and then at the phone in hand.