Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20170125214247/@comment-5543592-20170130195707

As William crossed over the Memorial Bridge, he got a good view of the water, which was relatively clean for a post-war city, and Mercer Island. The latter seemed a large, relatively civilized settlement. William didn't know much about it, but it must've been something important, given what he could see from the bridge.

He passed over the lake without any trouble, but the instant he set foot in the city, and walked a few empty blocks, he could see someone waving him down out of the corner of his eye.

A ghoul was standing on the street corner and waving to William, apparently in distress. William would have difficulty ignoring him, or keeping a low profile, as the ghoul was quite loud.

"Hey! Hey you!  Yeah you!" The ghoul, a man from the looks of it, hollered across the street to him.