Dirk is whisked away to neighboring square XI.V.14, moved much faster and with firmer purpose than before through the scattered huts and around gawking villagers, to one of the buildings on the northern edge of the village. Large squares of metal and concrete stuck into the walls give it a more sturdy, secure appearance, although the inside isn't much more than a series of simple cots - some actual mattresses, more of them a mix of blankets and tarps stuffed with plants - and assorted wooden chests and repurposed suitcases for storage. A few other villagers are milling about inside, also with makeshift weapons.

[u stay heer,] clicks one of Dirk's escorts, gesturing at one of the far beds before roughly pushing him inside by the shoulder. [get som 1 if u hav 2 leev. wak u up 4 talk 2morow.]

Most of the escorts leave at that point. Two of them take up positions at the front door, and the smattering of villagers inside do their best to ignore Dirk while they continue whatever hushed conversation they were having earlier, then eventually they take it outside. He will be left alone here for the remainder of Day 008.