Danny was making his way towards the place he was told to locate,The ghoul  walking down the empty streets humming a tone he heard once form a normie sometime ago.[i]"Fuckin smoothskins..."[/i] He thought being careful while walking down the street holding his rifle in his rotting flesh holding it tightly aiming once in a while because paranoia was setting in seeing figures that weren't there.

"Fuck i hate seeing things...i gotta get this shit outta my head" These thoughts and seeing things that weren't their he needed to move his mind of these kind of things,Danny made it to where he was suppose to be to heal up some people form a raider attack.