>>6053953>>6053850You watch the man devour a slightly charred dog steak in front of you. The gesture is familiar to you -- you did the same thing a couple days ago after all. He gnaws at the bone until all but the barest scraps of meat are gone from it, then smiles at you, and throws it. A child, or a small mutant, scurries to get it.
You've always been warned against eating brains or bone marrow unless you were about to starve or a cook treated them; guess whoever got the bone doesn't care or know about that.
> Move on down the slope, to the town called "Dogshit City".> Spend the night here, it's safe.> Grab Miria, literally.> Grab Miria, with her consent.Dogshit City took on that name because they did in fact have a surplus of wild dogs in the environs -- and people who would collect their crap. You remember that between Flashtime and Poisontime it was used to make high-quality fuel. Or maybe it was pigs, not dogs? At some point, the fuel-making machine broke, or got blown up, and Dogshit City became an export hub for fertilizer, such as it was.
(Important: The more people you have with you, the more it'll cost to keep them fed and most importantly hydrated)
(Also important: The people here, including you, are used to eating anything that isn't flat out poisonous. Maggots are an opportunistic snack, not a source of disgust.)
These days you suspect the dogs got eaten.