Mathias sat and listened, although he was unsure what he was listening too. Sam was odd, he hadn't always been that way; in fact he was once one of the most confident and skillful members of the Winters Family, but in recent years, he was odd. Mathias didnt mind this ofcourse, and to some extenet he could understand why Sam was the way he was. Sudden images of Mathias` sisters sprang to mind- they had left Sovereign with his mother several years ago, this time as wealthy heiresses as opposed to peasants- he wondered if they were safe,or if like Sam he had lost them too.
Mathias was interrupted by an unexpected silence, Sam had stopped his stuttering and spluttering of nonsensical words and frozen solid, as if he`d seen a ghost. "Samuel...Sam? Are you alright?..." The odd visitor slumped in his chair and began to tilt forward, Mathias bolted up and with pain bristling from his leg he rushed forward and intercepted his falling friend whom lay unconscious. "What the hell has happened to you Sam, when will you`re life be fair?"
With Samuel resting in one of the unoccupied bedrooms, Mathias greeted the returned scavengers. "So, i see you`ve got a lot for the family today, well done everyone. Before you go off to dinner, does anyone have any news?" Most shook their heads and moved to the kitchen, they worked out in the wastes in small groups of three, in very different areas. Sure enough three men stayed behind;Dylan, Ben and Cole, the latter stepped forward. "Sir, we`s were scouting out by the old intersection, you know before the flooded part of the city...Well we`s came to this old factory, we`s thought maybe it used to pack food or sumin. We`s took a look inside, theirs a bunch of folks their, at least twenty...We`s spoke to em, we`s didnt say where we`s lived or nothin but we`s did say they could join us. They`s were good people if you ask me boss, they wanna meet ya next week at the factory." With a dismissing nod of thanks Matthias presented them with one chocolate bar each, chocolate had a profound currency in Sovereign these days. Could he trust these factory dwellers? Might it be an ambush? He would have to think about this.