Cpt. George Millburn

[kabukiman]

8 am, Pickman Street, n26

You are finishing your breakfast. You are preparing to leave, to go to the church. You promised the Reverend that you would help with some funds to the new roofs, and you want to see it.

[MrFisk]

George left the plates from his breakfast on the side and pulled on his heavy wax jacket. Picking up his keys and locking the door behind him, Captain Millburn leaned heavily on his stick as he walked down the path toward his Buick, throwing the cane onto the passenger seat as he started the car, ready to meet the Reverend.

[kabukiman]

You drived by Gedney Street, and entered in Armitage street. You passed by the Tilden Hotel, saw a group of people, and finally arrived at the Church.

[MrFisk]

Upon arriving at the Church George parked the Buick near the gate and walked up the path looking for the reverand, gazing up at the Church roof as he went.

[kabukiman]

You don't seem him; he must be probably inside.

[MrFisk]

Not seeing the Reverend George walked up to the entrance and pushed the heavy wooded door open, stepping inside the Church.

[kabukiman]

Continue in the thread of Rev. Peter.