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Message: <blockquote data-quote="airwalkrr" data-source="post: 5213382" data-attributes="member: 12460">You decide to head to the south side of town first towards Lang's Auto Parts to get what you can for the truck. You have some money and credit cards on you, but you are concerned that it might not be of much use as you pass a number of shops along the way that say "no credit cards! cash or trade-ins only." It seems some people have already resorted to a sort of crude barter system in these desperate times. You pass a grocery mart with a line way out the door. Numerous refugees seem to be attempting to find their way inside to find purchase for some sort of edible goods. Despite your minor crisis of conscience about the ethics of looting, you suddenly find some comfort in the stocks of canned food and dry goods you managed to scavenge before leaving Chicago.OOC: I assume you took some of the food along with you, just in case. Officer Beeman turns a blind eye to anything that might appear looted. It seems he has other, more pressing concerns.As you are walking along, Janice suddenly stops and stared blankedly at the line of refugees. It is 30 seconds or so before she is roused from her stupor.[sblock=ThWatcher]As Janice is walking by the market, she catches sight of a blue-eyed young man with some scrapes on his elbows standing in line. At first, he seems no more incredible than any other refugee, but then the visions start again. Janice finds herself watching the young fellow in a different setting. It is Chicago, most likely the day before judging by the enormous mushroom cloud in the sky and the relative lack of ash upon the ground. The young man is unable to see you, in fact he walks right through you, but as he goes to pick up some bags of potato chips that are lying on the ground near a wrecked gas station, he does a double take. Something nearby has just knocked over some garbage, and this thing is all too familiar to Janice. It is a monster, just like the one she faced earlier in the auto parts store, but this one makes a hasty getaway. The youth seems to brush it off, but Janice knows what she saw, and senses the young man saw something odd about it too. You snap back to reality. Did you just experience a part of this man's past?[/sblock][sblock=ethandrew]Elway is standing in line with other refugees trying to get into a local food mart in Manteno when a group of four passes by. There is a latin man with oily fingers, a filthy little girl draped in countless raggedy clothes, a scraped and bruised pudgy man still wearing the torn apron of a supermarket attendant, and a police officer. The girl stops suddenly and seems to be staring right at you.[/sblock]</blockquote>

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