Matt tried to act natural, but the sight of the people around the wall unnerved him a little. He was much more used to being by himself. Still, Alyce seemed reasonably comfortable (as comfortable as someone who was nearly beaten and stripped naked could be, anyway), so they pressed on. Arriving at the wall, Matt cringed when he saw the checkpoint. It was well guarded, at least 4 soldiers, armed with carbines and wearing flak jackets. One of the soldiers was checking passes and making sure the people walking through wern't carrying anything illegal. Matt was pretty sure walking through that checkpoint with an axe might cause some sort of alarm.

"What do you think, Alyce? Do you think they'd recognize y-" Before Matt could finish his sentence, he felt someone bumping into him from behind. "Sorry" said the older man as he walked pass. "It's alright." said Matt before he got a look at the old man's face. [i]No way...[/i] thought Matt. The old man must have thought it too, because he picked up his pace and got to the checkpoint and into Boston. Matt was stunned, too stunned to move. The word "Dad" was all he could muster.