Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20151213185955/@comment-24141785-20151213214135

Scavengers already cleared this place out...

Garrett flipped open a cupboard, revealing an assortment of empty cans. He was in a small shack, located off the Old church. The man growled in a low voice, kicking them aside.

"Fuckers beat me." He grumbled, slinging the carbine over his shoulder. Had he fallen into another unlucky patch?

Garrett made his way out of the room, slamming the door open on the way out. Up ahead, he could see freeway into the Fair, things looked as if they were brightening up. With a firm grip on his gun, the man made his way towards the Fair.