[color=gray][b]Creep Bros[/b]
[b]Location:[/b] The Wind Farm [b]Tags:[/b] Whoever else is there[/color]

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The tall grass swayed gently in the wind, softly illuminated by the not so far off city lights. The fields were dark, save for the eerie red lights that sat atop the turbines. Almost silently, they spun in the cold night breeze. Only a slight hum could be heard from most of them, all but one. A single turbine seemed to have something just a little bit off, as it clicked each time it turned. Under the dark shadow that this white giant cast stood two figures. They watched as their company arrived, waiting to be noticed. Or perhaps waiting to pounce.

Not much time had passed before their little meet up was interrupted, however. The sound of blades chopping at the air approached. This wasn't a turbine, but a fan of a different sort. A helicopter. It was almost invisible in the night sky, black just like the tarry background behind it. Only the lights made it stand out, a spot light in particular. The light swooped over the grassy plain, clearly looking for something, or someone.

The two villains were quickly unsettled by the sight of it. They ducked behind the mast of the turbine they stood under, semi-crouched in the tall grass.