[Diana's kept behind Felicity for the most part. The car that the others are picking over is brutal, but looking at the abandoned storefront is ... something is wrong. There's a fleeting sense of familiarity there, but she shoves it to the back of her mind, and puts it down to nerves.]
I'll check the door -- or what's left of it, I suppose. [She's trying not to grimace but well -- she is only sixteen. Her shoes crunch against the pavement when she crouches for a better look (investigate 17).]
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I'll check the door -- or what's left of it, I suppose. [She's trying not to grimace but well -- she is only sixteen. Her shoes crunch against the pavement when she crouches for a better look (investigate 17).]