C130 Lost Journal 1

I looked towards the direction of Darwin's voice. In the corner of the room, there was a file cabinet under the guise of a safe.

"What's the point of driving this kind of thing? Even if there's a box of money inside, it doesn't make any sense. People are all going to die, so why the f * ck do they care about money?" Fatty drooped his eyelids in disapproval