"Today started no different than yesterday." Rein began, "We traveled to Meridian City, scavenging in gated communities on the west side of town near 23rd and Barlow St.
We figured that after the Rapture, the high-end areas with resources, cultivators, and bodyguards would have gotten decimated from within, collapsing after most turned or faced starvation.
So we scouted gated communities, cut through the fencing, and scouted for alcohol."
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—Meridian City, West Side | Fox Hill—
"Make the cut minimal." Rein ordered soldiers, "Areas like this are treasure troves. The last thing we want is for the sick to run around thrashing everything."
"Yes, mam." A male soldier said, decked out in black tactical gear.
They stood before a large recently-constructed electric fence, before the black iron bar gate leading into Fox Hill, a wealthy gated community in Meridian City.
