[b] Charles - Plaza [/b]

Charles switched the car up a gear and drove down the long, crowded streets. he looked at the walkers grabbing at his door, he signed as he remembered all the civilians who tried to get in when he last made a break for freedom. he looked up at the skyline, he hadn't seen anybody for at-least a month now, they always bolted when the car pulled up. he could never be sure if it was him or the fact that the car had military logos and marking on it, and that they thought that a quarantine was being set up near by, he was driving past all manner of houses and shops whizzing past, he hoped that the new truck horn he had fitted would work, or at a push create enough noise so he could test out his guns.

with a flick of the wrist the loud horn filled the streets, bouncing off shops and houses alike.