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Tuesday, May 25, 2010

Part 5 - The wasteland


After several days of walking he reached the mountains where upon the towers stood. As he got higher up the temperature got colder and a chilly wind was blowing. Combat armor sure was good for its name as it gave protection in combat but was not good at keeping the chilling wind away. On the third day he finaly reached the first tower. It was a broken shell and the dish had fallen of. The door was blocked by some wooden boards. As it was getting late he decided that he would have to wait until morning before prying them away. He set camp near the tower and set some mines around the camp incase more bounty hunters would come. In the dawn he woke by a loud explosion. He was up with his gun ready in hand and started scanning in the direction of the blast. Towards him came something large with huge pincers and a curved tail that ended with a vicious needle like point. It reminded him of a huge oversized scorpion. He shoot at it but the bullet just bounced off its armor. He quickly ran to his backpack and toke out a mine wich he armed and gently threw in the path of the monster and then threw himself flat on the ground.
A few seconds later he was showered with dirt as the mine went off. He quickly rolled onto his back and readied his weapon incase it had survived. But it had finaly died. Even nature has som surprises in store he thought while trying not to think of what else could be out there. He sat awake the rest of the few hours that was left until morning and in the first rays of light he eximined the monster and found it surely was a gigant scorpion wich probably had mutated of´the radiation. He set his camera up and toke a picture of him and it to remind him of this fight. He then started prying the boards off the door. When that was done he wasnt surprised to find the door locked. He took out his lockpicks and after a while unlocked the door. He readied his weapon and opened the door and burst into laughter! After so much work to open the door he was greeted by a concrete wall upon wich someone had sprayed the text "Fuck off". Someone clearly had a sense of humour, but who and when? Probably a long time ago. Well that was A tower, wonder what the second one will hold?

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