Forge

"Feck off!" he swore, sticking up a middle finger at Norman.

"Listen" Norman answered back. "I'm going to find the killer, and if you're anyway involved I swear I'll take you to the jailhouse before you could beg otherwise"

Mad Jack leaned in close to his face:

"Feck off, meatbag" and he shoved Norman, and turned back around to his work. He climbed back up the monster of a machine and proceeded to work with the scrap.

Norman turned his back on Mad Jack, thoughts whirling. There was no way he was going to give up this easy. He shivered at the cold and pulled is coat in close to him to shield himself from the rain. He walked back along the mud track of the scrapyard, destroying his shoes.

He walked along to the Forge, a huge, grey beast of a building, monotonous and dull in the cold August rain. He approached the door, placing one palm against the huge grey slab of a door. It swung a few inches, before catching on the chain that locked the two doors together.

Norman took out his Runeblaster and slotted in a Fire Ruin and pulled the trigger. There was a flash of red and a loud boom and Norman slipped inside before Mad Jack could see him.

The forge was complete darkness, so Norman put on the ARI glasses, and the magic inside them set to work, illuminating the room. It showed Norman the real size of the room, it was huge. The whole right side of room was devoted to forgery: it was full of casts and lava forges and molten ore and water basins. Two-thirds of the left side of the room was devoted for storage. Weaponry was stacked to the Cathedral-height ceiling.

"Big operation" Norman muttered.

The far end of the room was shrouded in darkness, so dark that the ARI glasses couldn't see it on the light scan setting. Norman focused on the darkness and the ARI glasses went into heavy scan, and thirty seconds later, the darkness had disappeared, revealing eight conveyor belts and an

"Acid bath" Norman muttered. "Why would he need an acid bath? Unless he's making acid rifles for the rebels..."

Norman walked to the forgery section of the room and set the ARI to heavy scan. It picked up Mad Jack's fingerprints on the tools.

"Not the killer's" Norman muttered. "ARI, scan for the blade used to kill John Shepard"