Walking home in the rain is bad enough when there isn’t a homicidal gang hunting you. Act 1 starts next week!
Act 1 Start! Markesha, Orson, Julian, and Ritch have made it to the edge of Outer Trinity, and Markesha’s immediately climbing on things. Outer Trinity doesn’t have a specific “edge” per-se. Instead, the dwellings just get smaller, further apart, and even more hodge-podge (even by Outer Trinity standards).
Markesha’s cool roof dismount doesn’t go as planned. Through the turbulent centuries following the Withering, the proud tradition of blue-colored plastic drop cloths has persevered.
Markesha, for all of her talents, may not know how to wear a poncho?