"More than likely... And then he almost got his legs ripped off by a Demon. I think the surface world was telling him to stop mocking it. Not every man's travelled half the world in the hellish state it's in now." Viktor chuckled. His father indeed agreed it was time to settle down after his little adventure-gone-wrong anyway. With that said, Vik moved towards the cabins nearest to the beach. The largest one housed that boat. When he stepped inside, he simply looked over the surprisingly well-kept vessel. It wasn't metal, thank christ. They weren't all going to get radiation sickness at least!

"Now... Should be a trailer..." Viktor went on. Underneath the boat there it was - a four-wheeled pallet that would hopefully bring the.. 'mighty vessel' to the water. "Excellent. Nathan, should we call you 'Skipper'?"

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"Heh, that sure is pretty. I wonder if that tower is still standing. That'd be a sight to see..." Lauren mused looking at the postcard. She handed it back, thinking about what might occupy such a structure should it still be there today. Demons... "Paris must've looked incredible."