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Not planning on sticking around long enough to get your <span class="mu-r">BLOOD SUCKED,</span> you begin by grilling the PA about those <span class="mu-g">TEAMS</span> she’s managing–you thought you were special! Shrugging her tiny shoulders, she types a response onto her phone.
“Nope.”
Damn!
“The unfortunate truth is that <span class="mu-g">THE LODGE,</span> impressive as it seems, isn’t meant for long-term habitation.” Explains Christy’s phone-err, <span class="mu-i">Christy.</span> “Especially when it’s this crowded.”
Hold on though, you interject, this place is looking a <span class="mu-i">lot</span> less crowded than before! Where’d everyone go, smarty-pants?
“Out.” She drones. “With the complete collapse of local law enforcement and the unsustainable needs this shelter provides, <span class="mu-g">GOOD BOY</span> sponsored several ‘<span class="mu-g">SALVAGE TEAMS’</span> since the beginning of the incident.”
You frown. Why haven’t you seen any, then?
“Most of the teams were made up of civilians becoming ‘<span class="mu-i">stir-crazy</span>’, so to speak.” The phone replies. “Some of them were just <span class="mu-i">plain</span> crazy. It’s callous, I know, but it killed two birds with one stone: resource strain lessened <span class="mu-i">and</span> the teams that made it back provided materials <span class="mu-g">THE LODGE</span> was lacking.”
Part of you wants to say that’s messed up, but you’ve been having a pretty grand time picking the town apart–it’s kinda like a scavenger hunt when you think about it!
“I’ll take your word for it.” Christy answers with a wary expression. “Unfortunately the <span class="mu-b">VOLUNTEER SCOUT INITIATIVE</span> had an unexpected side-effect.”
Let me guess, you interrupt, <span class="mu-r">MUTANTS.</span>
“No.” The phone drones. “<span class="mu-r">LOOTERS.</span>” Okay, that was your second guess!
>CONTD.
