[color=fdc68a][b]Tom Sykes – Road to Salem[/b][/color]

“Let’s go you fat beast, you’re slowing me down,” Tom shouted at his Brahmin as it followed alongside him pulling on a large wagon. The Brahmin mooed almost as if it was responding to him. He faced it, “What do you mean I’m slowing you down? I ain’t getting older, ya fat cow.”

His caravan guards laughed as the old man and the Brahmin argued. They were less tense now, after all they passed the crater and where not hassled by the Children of atom. They had reached the museum of witchcraft, when one of the guards put up his arm and motioned to hold position.

Tom took out a pair of binoculars, and looked in the direction the guard pointed. He could see what looked like a super mutant at the fork in the road leading to the diner. The two guards were now on full alert, “Let’s carefully go up the left coast that seems to be clear. Let see if we can find Barney, before we head into a firefight.”

They headed up the left coast very slowly and carefully, keeping an eye on the mutant at all times. It seemed he was doing something to the trees in the area. They made it to the convalescence home, and they hadn’t been spotted yet. Once there they quickly headed up the road and made their way to rooks home, but it was empty.   

He knew that Barney spent a lot of time over by the church, and they made their way there soon. They saw him sitting in the diner, and he burst inside. One of the guards pushed Ace out of the way and opened a window and pointed his rifle at the mutant. The other guard was outside, and crouched around the corner taking is position. 

“What the hell is going on here?” Barney asked as he stood up and prepped his rifle. 

“I tell you what’s going on,” Tom said as he shut off the loud jukebox. As he turned it off, the sound of chopping wood and clattering could be heard coming from behind the diner. “You got a greenskin behind here readying for an attack!”