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[action; locked to the residents of 337 Brady Lane]
[The birds are only just beginning to chirp, the sun is only now starting to rise, the lane shrouded in the chilly pre-dawn of Autumn. It's shaping up to be a nice day to just roll over and go back to sleep...
Unless you're unfortunate enough to be at 337.
Instead of birds waking them up, they a treated to an immense CRASH. Wood and stone buckle, glass shatters, the entire structure shakes violently from an impact. Good morning, everybody. A truck has just taken out the front end of the house's first floor.]
[The birds are only just beginning to chirp, the sun is only now starting to rise, the lane shrouded in the chilly pre-dawn of Autumn. It's shaping up to be a nice day to just roll over and go back to sleep...
Unless you're unfortunate enough to be at 337.
Instead of birds waking them up, they a treated to an immense CRASH. Wood and stone buckle, glass shatters, the entire structure shakes violently from an impact. Good morning, everybody. A truck has just taken out the front end of the house's first floor.]
