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[Fubb]

Tomekk and Fubbles told Alex they'd be willing to help refuel the generator, for a small fee of course, aswell as attempt to link up with the Junior High school afterwords.

"Well" Alex Suggested, "There's three places you can check out in town, you guys probably know them too. The First place is the Co-Op Gas Statio-"

"Nah theres nothing there, we've lived in the Co-Op for like, the past 2 years." Tomekk interrupted,

"Well, thats one down." Replied Alex, continuing, "The Other two places I would suggest is the Extra Foods gas station, or the Co-Op self serve station, by the Super 8 hotel on the east side of town. You could probably check both out, cause you just gotta follow the main street outta town to get to them..."

"Righto then. Extra Foods, and Self Serve by the Super 8. Lets move Tomekk." Fubbles Said as he stepped out of Alex's office

"Yep. And lets move quickly, cause, i mean, I don't wanna be outside again during the night time..."

As the left the hospital, the guards informed them they should have a fairly safe trip east along the road.

"Everyone uses the main street to get around," the guard pointed out, "and because of that, during the day it's usually quite safe, and don't worry about the things that attacked you last night, they hate sunlight, so they're not goona bother you today..."

"So then why don't you guys just go into the buildings one by one during the day and kill them?" Fubble inquired.

"Erm..."

"Yea. Thats what I thought."

Fubbles and Tomekk followed the main street east, eyeing all the buildings. Paint chipping off of them, windows cracked or broken, and the doors, if not badly damaged, were completely broken down.

By mid-dayish, they had come across the Police station, an old, red brick building, that had been converted to a fortress by the locals. From what It appeared, the curling rink just down the road was a town center for the people. People hustled and bustled, and Eyed Tomekk and Fubbles as they walked by.

"What's there problem?" Fubbles asked

"I dunno, they look tired." Tomekk inquired. It was true, they all looked very tired, and worn out

"Well, we'll find out after we find that fuel."

As they came upon the Extra Foods parking lot, they eyed the super store.

"Wow." Said Tomekk. The store looked almost untouched, minus the chipping paint. No broken windows, or doors. It looked as it had before the war, "We should go in!"

"How...I don't get it, how can it be so untouched? How could people not go in it?" Fubbles said, eyeing the dark windows.

"I don't know, but there's probably lots of food in there!"

"Shouldn't we check the gas station first?"

"Nah man, lets get food!" Tomekk said as he began walking towards the store, "Well, unless of coarse theres mutants in it."

"Probably, why else would no one go in it?" Fubbles said, un-shouldering his hunting rifle.

As they reached the old electric sliding doors, they were surprised to find them locked, and a sign on the window that said 'HAUNTED: DO NOT ENTER' In black marker.

"Wow. Muties got the local populace wetting themselves." Fubbles said as he went to the other pair of old electrical doors, used for customers leaving the store, "Hey this pair is unlocked."

"Sweet Deal." Tomekk said as they slid the doors open.

They walked into the main foyer of the store, and already the emptyness was uneasy. The shelves were still stocked to the brim, and minus the smell of rotting meat and vegtables from the produce departments, the store was basically the same as it had been before the war.

"K...this is creepy..." Fubbles began

"Suck it up, lets just grab some food and leave." Tomekk said, walking towards one of the aisles that contained allot of canned food.

"I dunno man, this place gives me the creeps. Doesn't it bother you just a bit how it's full and no ones here?" Fubbles asked

"Yes, which is why I'd like to grab food fast." Tomekk said, turning around to face Fubbles, as he brushed into an old raffle ticket shuffler (like this; http://www.jtcasinogames.com/shop/im...ng/10-1521.jpg )

It gave off a loud screechy creek, because it hadn't been oiled in such a long time.

"It sounds like a fricking cat dieing man." Tomekk said, turning around

"I know...here we are, canned foods. Grab some soup and shit and lets get outta here!" Fubbles said, pulling cans off the shelf.

"Yes Yes..." Tomekk replied.

The two worked there way down the entire aisle, when a noise caught there attention. A loud screeching noise.

"What was that?" Fubbles asked, turning around.

"Sounds like the raffle ticket thing again...." Tomekk said, "Probably just the wind, man."

"Wind my ass, how could wind get in here?" Fubbles said, eyeing into the darkness.

"Stop being such a scared little prick!" Tomekk said as he got the last of his canned wants off the shelf, "Look we got our food, now we can leave."

*thunk* A Can fell off the shelf behind Tomekk.

"Uh. Right, leaving, on it, lets roll man." Tomekk said as the two quickly began walking out of the store

"I got...agh, im getting a bad head ache, man" Fubbles said as they got out of the aisle. They passed the old ticket shuffler, it was still spinning around now, but not making a sound.

"Holy shit, i feel dizzy..." Tomekk said.

It was quite clear the two of them were scared out of there mind now, as they began a very dissorientated run out of the store. They were both on the verge of fainting as the crossed through the Out Doors

"Close is close it close it!" Tomekk screamed as the two slid them shut.

They then put as much space between themselves and the store as possible, running across the parking lot.

"What the hell was that?" Screamed Fubbles

"Theres something in that store man." Tomekk said, shivering, "Something weird.."

"Lets just look for fuel and get outta here."

The good thing about having a supposed 'haunted' store is that no one seemed to want to go near it. This was evidently true, as the Gas station in the marking lot still had candies stocked on its counter, as Fubbles and Tomekk entered the back room.

"Cha-ching!" Fubbles said, eyeing the two Jerry cans, and lifting them up, "There full! Here man, you take one!"

They left the store, and headed west again. By the time they had reached the police station, it was around 3 o'clock.

"If we keep going, it'll be dark by the time we get back to the hospital, we have to stop." Fubbles suggested

"Yea" Tomekk said, eyeing the people outside the police station as they approached.

"Scuse me, we need a place to stay tonight."

"Go to the curling rink then." An armed guard said, "the locals don't like strangers, so it's best if you avoid them and go to where you want to go."

"Thank you sir." Fubbles said as they walked down the street.

The Curling rink had been fortified. The building was about 3 floors high, and every single window and door had been improvised; replaced with thick metal parts to keep the mutants out.

Our two explorers entered the Curling rink, and I'd around. the old ice sheets used for curling now appeared to be one massive trading/dining/living section, as there were tables for traders, beds, and everything else there.

Fubbles and Tomekk, after finding their room and hiding there fuel under there gear, eyed the place up...

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Party Gains:

x2 Jerry Cans full of fuel.
Fubbles + Two Rations
Tomekk + Two Rations

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Location: Curling rink: The Curling Rink has been converted into a massive trading hub by the looks of things. Its populated by close too 100 people. The people don't take kindly to strangers, unless they came to barter. The town makes it's living off of trading, which includes food. Outside the curling rink, in the old back alley, they've planted some vegetables, but the harvest from that would only be enough to feed a very small fraction of the populace. I think i see a design flaw in this town, which is if people stop trading food with them, the town would collapse.

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Things that could be done here;

None, we don't know anything about the town yet, and we're already on our way back to the Hospital!

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(The trader will work, if we have no money, by exactly that. Trading, but for something of high value, we need to give him something in return!)

Trader

Wants; Fuel, Rations

Selling;

x4 batteries
x1 Remington 870 Shotgun (shotgun, 12 Gauge)
x17 12 Gauge shotgun shells
x4 .30-06 shells
x2 Glock 17 (pistol, 9x19mm)
x7 9x19mm cartridges
x1 Radio (send/receive capabilities)
x3 Random Electrical Parts
x5 Random Metal Parts

Metal and electrical parts will be implemented some, e.g if they need repairs for something, unless there are specific items needed, we can just use those!

Also, it's not really haunted, well, there arn't ghosts....but all this will be revealed later!

[Tomekk]

Originally Posted by Fubb

Also, it's not really haunted, well, there arn't ghosts....but all this will be revealed later!

When?