Present Day

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This is now, I have my dog friend, Mr Scuffles, and we are  on our way to an explosion we saw the other day

"You ok Mr Scuffles?"

'Woof!'

"That's good."

I open a box in the truck stop and inside are some Sprite bottle caps which I put in my zip up pocket, and a 10mm round pistol with a pack of ammo beside it

As we went back out side the ground around us kind of rumbled and huge cockroaches popes out of holes that they dug with their antenna. They were about the size of a full grown cat, and that was only the baby's

After defeating what we call radroaches as they were mutated by the nuke, we kept on going towards the explosion, which had gone off twice during the fight with the roaches

We got to the site of the explosions about 2 hours later and people were on the ground burnt, severed by pieces of metal swords and spears, and they were all holding some kind of weapons. And they were all wearing lab coats, weird.

"Let's look around boy"

I scratch behind his ears

I found a sniper with 2 packs of ammo and a sack of bottle caps

"Who goes there!"

"Please, ghost of the war, I mean you no har......."

"Hahahahahaha. Ghost? I am merely using the oh great intercom system, ha, peasant"

I wearily walk inside the old bank to see a group of people sitting in the iron barred vault

"Who are you people?"

"We are the resistance, the force that keeps the the Men-Strong out of our territory!"

"But, but why are there people in the vault?"

"These people work for Man-Strong, and tried to steal out weapons and kill our people! They surrendered after our fight outside. But we will still kill them."

I look around and see strange weapons and outfits, filled with Grenades and ammo

"Who are the Men-Strong?"

I ask as I sit down in a warm fluffy looking chair

"The Men-Strong are like the Glutens, the....."

"Who are the Glutens?"

"The Glutens are like the Man-Strong..."

"Who are the Men-Strong!?"

"Your to difficult, throw him in the vault!"

They walk up to me and grab me by the arms, they try to take my weapons, but I quickly swallow a small dynamite that was about the size of a fingernail while they weren't looking as they through me on top of a dead body

"You will stay in here until we come back from our quest, if your still alive, we might let you free"

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