Two weeks ago he started this journey, the railroad was suffering from the damage but it hadn't failed it's mission to rescue those that wanted to be free. They decided to send a representative of the railroad and after some debate, Bruce decided to volunteer to go. He made arangements to set up six fake silver shrouds, (in truth nothing more then six black trenchcoat and hats with pipe machine guns), in order for the silver shroud to seem to be anywhere and everywhere between good neighbor to bunker hill. This also meant he could not travel the roads in all black, aside from the fact that it was very hot in the getup, without diminishing the name of the silver shroud. He kept the outfit and explosive weapons in his backpack in case he truly needed them.

So it was that he was traveling as a caravan guard from bunker hill to county crossing then finches farm. He returned the armor he borrowed to look intimidating and broke off from the caravan before reaching hub city auto wreckers. Bruce ate a crab cake and risked the rivers rads to emerge on the road south to nahant.

If there is one thing the railroad does not lack, it is lanterns. Before reaching the police station, he took out a glass lantern with a polished metal lining to make the light even brighter but more focused. Bruce shouldered his rifle to his left hand for the march and set the lantern on the bayonet fitting. This left his right hand to draw his pistol if need be, but he hoped the presented rifle would be enough of a deterrent