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Crash followed along with the others, apparently, they needed special clothes to be in the city and he was compliant with that plan.  They had all been wearing the same torn and dirty clothes for three days and the entire group was getting pretty ripe. Forests, as it turns out, don’t have showers or soap, and he was more than happy to change into something that didn’t smell like three days’ worth of sweat, fear, and panic.  In the city clothes were left in boxes on the streets, if they were just left out for people to have he didn’t really understand why they put a lock on it but luckily, they had Rook who easily figured out how to open it. Once Rook opened the box, several black bags poured out. He, like the others, began rifling through the bags to find something new to wear. 

The clothes in the box were like nothing he’d ever had before; he was always given either scrubs or a uniform at the facility and all the guards there wore uniforms as well. There were pants of various different colors and lengths, but since it was colder outside than he was used to he grabbed a pair of dark blue jeans and best of all clean underwear. Next, he looked for a shirt, several were much too small and had ridiculous colorful characters on them but eventually he found an old faded black shirt and a red flannel shirt to wear. Finding socks was easily, the ones he grabbed wear gray and warm but finding a pair of shoes that fit was a challenge. Many of the shoes were already failing apart, most were too small, but eventually he ended up with a mismatched pair of sneakers; one was mostly red while the other black and blue. Finally, he grabbed a black beanie hat to wear as his ears in particular were very cold. 

Mal, who looked a little sick which Crash figured was from a combination of being cold and hungry for three days, asked how she looked. [color=red] “Coming from somebody who knows nothing about the city, I’d say you like you’d fit right in.”[/color] He said with a nod of approval. [color=red] “Hey how do I look? Like a normal, non-experiment human?”[/color] He asked proud to have picked out his own clothes for the first time in his life. He wondered what was inside all the buildings, there were so many of them and some of them seemed impossibly tall, and he wondered if they ever fell over.