Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20170708203641/@comment-5583506-20170716225630

Ward was no fool. He had been around the wastelands for long enough to know of the mutated horrors that had emerged from the nuclear holocaust. If those eggs were still alive, there was no doubt that whatever laid them was still around, most likely to look after its unhatched offspring.

He stepped out and glared around with his dead stare. His gaze tracing the walls, the dark nooks, up to the ceiling and over his shoulder.