[The entire area looks like it's long overdue for a demolition team in Law's opinion. Maybe he'd feel more endeared to the town if it wasn't connected to a particularly deadly case and didn't feel so damn off. But despite the suicides connected to the place, and the unpleasant aura, it seems that life goes on. People really live around here and go about their daily business. There's not much out here, but it seems like there's enough for the locals.
But life doesn't go on without some worry, it seems. Law observes a man coming out of a tiny shop with a sign big faded sign stating "General Store and Grocer", stone faced and checking around him before walking a bit too briskly to his vehicle. No one seems to be loitering or visiting outdoors, there are empty benches and empty chairs that look dusty even from a distance. No one wants to be outside for too long here. He can't see any animals either, save for a single wary looking cat that seems to glare out at them from an open window.
It's also too quiet here too. Without the people around, in buildings and cars, it would be just as silent as the scenery was on their drive.
"I think that's it."
It's impossible to miss The Treasury. It's exactly as expected, just as old fashioned as the rest of the buildings here, aged and worn down looking. There are no cars or trucks in front of it, and Law thinks that if it didn't have the lights on it would look entirely abandoned. The front door is propped open, and the damaged neon sign says "WE COME", the E flickering on and off. "I guess that's close enough..." It's not doing a very good job at coming across as welcoming in any sense. And if Law wasn't here for a job he wouldn't bother going in for any reason.
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[The entire area looks like it's long overdue for a demolition team in Law's opinion. Maybe he'd feel more endeared to the town if it wasn't connected to a particularly deadly case and didn't feel so damn off. But despite the suicides connected to the place, and the unpleasant aura, it seems that life goes on. People really live around here and go about their daily business. There's not much out here, but it seems like there's enough for the locals.
But life doesn't go on without some worry, it seems. Law observes a man coming out of a tiny shop with a sign big faded sign stating "General Store and Grocer", stone faced and checking around him before walking a bit too briskly to his vehicle. No one seems to be loitering or visiting outdoors, there are empty benches and empty chairs that look dusty even from a distance. No one wants to be outside for too long here. He can't see any animals either, save for a single wary looking cat that seems to glare out at them from an open window.
It's also too quiet here too. Without the people around, in buildings and cars, it would be just as silent as the scenery was on their drive.
"I think that's it."
It's impossible to miss The Treasury. It's exactly as expected, just as old fashioned as the rest of the buildings here, aged and worn down looking. There are no cars or trucks in front of it, and Law thinks that if it didn't have the lights on it would look entirely abandoned. The front door is propped open, and the damaged neon sign says "WE COME", the E flickering on and off. "I guess that's close enough..." It's not doing a very good job at coming across as welcoming in any sense. And if Law wasn't here for a job he wouldn't bother going in for any reason.