Part Two: Our place in the Events of Rebellion; and The Funeral Man
Poison and Kobra had been walking for hours down the desert road. Kobra rested on his companions shoulder, as the burning blisters under his foot left him unable to walk on one foot. Poison had his ruined jacket tied around his waist and his hair tucked behind his ears. Not a word was spoken between the two, save the occasional expression of thirst. They saw on the scorching horizon the shape of a radio station; their headquarters and home to pirate DJ Dr. Death Defying.
They opened the unlocked door and looked inside to see