Tremont Miners Station

[Bear]

Vincent walks towards the bar room door on the newly re-built mining station. He clutched his back as a sudden surge of pain ran up his spine. He hobbled and made it slowly to the door, the handle was stiff and he gave a silent laugh as he came to the realization that the door had the same problem as him, to much work. He descended into the bowls of the bar and took the first vacant chair he saw with a sigh of relief. A bar attendant approached but he waved him away, he didn't need a drink tonight. He began to relax and he could feel the taut muscles in his lower back slowly ease off to allow him to lean back into the chair. The music reached his ears in faint waves as the crowd around him struggled to hear one another. After only a few minutes he could stand no more. He rose to feet and made for the door, as much as he needed to relax he also needed some peace and quiet.

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