"Norbert, slow down!" I hold on for dear life as Norbert speeds across the road. Dave reloads our guns with whatever we have left. Jack watches him as the radio comes on, Scout team, where are you? Norbert picks up the receiver, "Will see you all soon." The Governor gets on the radio, Good, we need you before we enter Humble. Slight fires in the distance! We all sigh, except Jack. He waves a gun around, "That'll be fun!" Dave and I shout, "Quit wavin' that around!" He rests it between his legs as we hit a bump. Kid bounces a little and the gun goes off. We all flinch as Jack sucks air through his teeth. Norbert sighs, We see you! Stop in the front!
"Take in the view, Jack!" They each pat my leg as I smile and wave at civilians and soldiers from the top hatch, the soldiers raise fists and the common people seem down. As we get further down the line, I see Jon, Mama Hearth and that nice girl, Jean.
"Why aren't we stopping? We just passed Rose." I grab my back, "We have to keep moving." Norbert groans as I raise me hand, "I know." "She better be safe with them." I nod, "The Army's going to kill us, Norbert." He huffs and runs his fingers through his hair, "Then I just have to make our own way home." I shake my head, "Mama Hearth suggests we play this monster's game." He scoffs, "She's an old woman playing with all our lives?" I sigh, "I don't have a better plan. Also, I want to help everyone I can before I die." Jack hops down as Dave bangs on the roof, "Jon's a good guy. No doubt he'd kill for that kid."
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The Governor's man waves us down and we stop. "Scout team, didn't think you'd make it back!" I growl as Dave talks with him, "Yeah, we had very little ammo." "Anyway- Through binoculars, we saw a couple fires, but plenty of oil, not many demons. Get scouting."
We drive into town, not many buildings collapsed here, they were burned down. Fires are still goin' as we head towards the only place left standing, a fenced in compound. The Humble Oil Company. Civilians run up as Norbert pops his head out the top hatch, "Leave now!" Norbert shouts, "This is the United States Army! Stand down!" A big guy with a makeshift flamethrower runs up, "You heard us! Now git!"
I sigh and open up the side door. "Pardon my English friend, we're fixin' to get some spare fuel." The big man steps closer with a stomp, "All y'all git!" Flames whoosh out the flamethrower, a warning burning the air above him. I shake my head, "These army idiots will kill you. Don't be a damn fool!" A man walks through the gates, "We expect to be compensated!" I smile, "All y'all will get paid when things blow over!" The man sighs, "Tell everyone to move them tanks!" They all walk into their compound as Jack shouts, "Okay! It's clear! Over." Kid, get off the radio. "No, Over." The man sighs as the ground slightly rumbles.
The Governor and that Mister Humble shake hands. Trucks and trucks of fuel. It's really coming together.
I march up to the Governor, he frowns at the sight of me, "What, freak?" "Where next?" He sighs, "Woodbranch, very small town."