we took the back roads away from the water tower in case we were being followed, lanes I didnt know, some I feared the Sin Van might not nake it through. A happy accident brought us to a series of railway bridges that crossed, one under the other. The top one looked still in use, the bottom one was broken in to se3ctions but you could just about work out its path. I considered climbing up to see from above how the network would have once worked but by now the Wolf had gone for a swim in a river heavily in spate and fearing for his dsafety, getting him back on dry land was priority.
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