Five days have passed since. Five days of consternation, five days of shock, five days of silence. Anxious what the future may hold, the survivors gather around the ruins of what once used to be home, in desperate need for solace and that spark of hope, that there might be games even after The Enterprise is no more but distant memories of a glorious time.
Let's meet at the shipwreck [masked], [masked]) to play outdoor games, have some cooled drinks and make future gaming plans while enjoying the breathtaking view over the city skyline! I will bring Kubb, Frisbee and Slackline. Who's got a hacky sack? A volleyball? Mashoongas? :-)