[color=fff200][b]Rick Noel - Running
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Rick was running south for a bit, and then started to head to the northeast. He didn’t want to lead the cultist if they were still chasing him towards Salem. He finally reached the old Museum of Witchcraft. He leaned over, placing his hand on his knees as he caught his breath. He wasn’t out of shape or anything but running on a treadmill was far different from running on uneven ground. 

He started to walk towards the town, passing some dilapidated and ruined building located close to the museum. It felt odd, mostly because of the weird sounds that came from the museum every so often. He walked forward but kept turning his head to look back every so often, being wary of whatever lay inside museum, and for anyone that may be chasing him. 

As he approached the town he could see the some buildings and the resemblance of a town. He began to walk faster, but was surprised to come upon a woman riding a strange beast. He stood there dumbfounded, he had read of horses on his books, but never imagined he’d see one. He thought they were extinct, but here was one creature. He made a mental note to procure a blood sample and send it via courier to the Vault, the biology department would go gaga with the specimen. 

He waved his arms to catch the woman’s attention. She was riding outside of the town so she deserved to be warned. She halted the creature by him, and it look bigger than he ever thought possible. His hand trembled and he ran his hand close to its face, feeling the hairs and warmth of the creature. It truly was a majestic creature, how it had managed to survive, was beyond him.

He shook his head remembering why he had stopped her. He pointed west, “You have to be careful out here. I just came from some place called Dunwich Borers. Some creepy stuff happening over there, hooded men and women chanting before some stone monolith. Also they were digging further down... They chased me when they saw me, I think I gave them the slip, but I’d be careful if I were you. They definitely did not seem friendly… and the presen-…yeah not friendly.”

He wanted to mention the weird presence in the place, what had called him there, but his logical mind found such a notion ridiculous. He didn’t want to come across as fool to this strange. He fixed the straps on his backpack, “Sorry, for the rudeness. My name is Rick, Rick Noel… But please believe me, stay away from that area.”