From d1f13c64b5ca1356d51fdb4d7b0338e354551b65 Mon Sep 17 00:00:00 2001 From: Jason Self Date: Sat, 27 Jul 2019 11:19:13 -0700 Subject: [PATCH] Update description of officer at the front desk --- the-compound.txt | 7 ++++--- 1 file changed, 4 insertions(+), 3 deletions(-) diff --git a/the-compound.txt b/the-compound.txt index c68f36d..29eb923 100644 --- a/the-compound.txt +++ b/the-compound.txt @@ -9,9 +9,10 @@ I get to the barracks just past midnight and walk in to the main door. The guards are there. There's a bunch of guys standing around in uniforms, their faces covered by bandanas and ready to go on shift with a few people getting off shift. Without missing a beat I look to -the officer that's working the front desk. He's a middle aged older -guy with a beard and thick black hair. I notice at least two men -talking to him. He nods to me and I continue on to the central area. +the officer that's working the front desk. He's a middle aged guy with +a beard and thick black hair who looks like he's been through a lot.. +I notice at least two men talking to him. He nods to me and I continue +on to the central area. Grabbing a towel, I toss it over my shoulder and push past the officers. Walking in to the shower I take a seat in the corner to -- 2.31.1