"Somewhere near Manchester I'm not too sure." Flint replied listening to what Lak had to stay "People always where like that its just that the fear of breaking laws kept them in place. And the lack of luxuries can make anyone go mad" Flint trudged threw the dried mud. He could see the town up ahead. "Are you sure about your information? I thought most cities had been bombed" Flint remarked as he continued to walk along. Making sure she stayed close by and in his line of view, he tried to trust her but he couldn't be too careful. "How is your arm ?" He asked.