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This piece is almost done. I'm going to spend more time getting rid of small errors and adding in lighting, but I'm happy on how this is turning out right now.

"Is this your vehicle, sir?"

"No, it's the company truck."

"But you are the registered driver?"

"Yeah, of course I am. You aren't the cops though. What the hell are you guys doing here?"

"Sir, are you aware a perimeter has been set up around the impact site?"

"Uh... no."

"But you went in roughly seven hours ago?"

"No."

"Can I see your log?"

"Huh? What?"

"Your log. I think by law if you have a company vehicle, you need to fill that shit out every time you pull out of the lot?"

"Uh... yeah. Yeah, sure. Log. Wally, get the log in the truck."

"What?"

"You heard me. Get the goddamned log in the glove compartment!"

"You hot sir?"

"Huh?"

"You hot? You're sweating up a storm!"

"Yeah. Guess I am."

"Hey, Clarke."

"Yeah, Gunny?"

"Think there might be something in the truck?"

"Maybe. Maybe not."

"There's nothing in the truck, man."

"You sure? Giant alien rock falls from the sky, blows a two mile deep hole in the ground, you're the only truck on site that also managed to breach the security perimeter, and you're sure the truck's empty?"

"Uh..."

"I open up that truck there isn't going to be anything? That's not going to be a problem, is it sir?"

Description
This piece is almost done. I'm going to spend more time getting rid of small errors and adding in lighting, but I'm happy on how this is turning out right now.

"Is this your vehicle, sir?"

"No, it's the company truck."

"But you are the registered driver?"

"Yeah, of course I am. You aren't the cops though. What the hell are you guys doing here?"

"Sir, are you aware a perimeter has been set up around the impact site?"

"Uh... no."

"But you went in roughly seven hours ago?"

"No."

"Can I see your log?"

"Huh? What?"

"Your log. I think by law if you have a company vehicle, you need to fill that shit out every time you pull out of the lot?"

"Uh... yeah. Yeah, sure. Log. Wally, get the log in the truck."

"What?"

"You heard me. Get the goddamned log in the glove compartment!"

"You hot sir?"

"Huh?"

"You hot? You're sweating up a storm!"

"Yeah. Guess I am."

"Hey, Clarke."

"Yeah, Gunny?"

"Think there might be something in the truck?"

"Maybe. Maybe not."

"There's nothing in the truck, man."

"You sure? Giant alien rock falls from the sky, blows a two mile deep hole in the ground, you're the only truck on site that also managed to breach the security perimeter, and you're sure the truck's empty?"

"Uh..."

"I open up that truck there isn't going to be anything? That's not going to be a problem, is it sir?"