Tending to your roaming herd of goats, you noticed a typical custom off-road truck with open doors by the side of the old road, and investigated. You should have known better: a second after you lean in to take a look, you hear the demonstrative cocking of a sawed-off shotgun next to your head. You turn to see a bombshell redhead in revealing survival gear, back at the other end of the barrels you're facing. "Farmer, huh? Suits me fine. I need food, gas, salvage. Let's check your place. Move!"
Comments
0No comments yet.