Hey y'all,

 markuskaufman, Nadya's mate, in a very early PW setting, just after the war had gone truly NBC. Boston hasn't been hit - yet.

She went to her job at Boston General, 11 blocks away. Markus stayed home, and did his job, writing.

Now, a few hours later, the city has gone mad, as news filters in, about New York, and a list of other places being hit by nuclear, chemical, and biological strikes.

People went nuts, scrambling to escape the city, and the ones who didn't, are looting and rioting. He tried to call, but all the lines are down, and cell service is gone as well.

Buses and taxis aren't running. Walking was the only option, and a hundred yards from their apartment, he was in the midst of a swirling, frightened mob of looting, rioting, panicking people.

Somebody punched him in the eye, as he fought his way clear of the mob, and who or what slashed him through his jacket is a mystery. The cut isn't as bad as it looks, bled a lot though.

Now, he's in an alley, mostly blocked by a bus. The Remington, he took from a dead police officer.

He filled the left pocket of his jacket with shotgun shells, from a box he found in the cruiser. Luckily, he knows a bit about guns, from research in his novels. Time to put it to the test.


. . . 11 blocks. 11 blocks of looters, crazies, and maddened, frightened people, clawing to escape from a city that may be obliterated at any moment . . .

" Nadya is at Boston General. 11 blocks from here. Get there, get her, get out of Boston. That's the plan."


She said, 'Make him look badass.' I think I did so.

One song that I listened to while working on this was 'Hero', by Chad Kroeger and Josey Scott.

Mostly the one line from the chorus resonated with this one, as it does with a lot of my work, when I draw a civilian in a combat/survival situation-

' . . . They say a hero could save us - I'm not gonna stand here and wait . . .'

Check Six,
DireWolf505.

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