[h1][center][color=007236]Hunter Monroe[/color][/center][/h1]

Inspection was over. They seemed friendly enough. "[color=007236]What brings me out here? uh, lack of food and desperation? That seems about right.[/color]" Hunter looked at the guns they were holding. Decent bits of firepower. Someone's been stocking up. Maintaining them though must be a pain. Then the rain started to come in. Not a lot but getting sick now was a death sentence for anyone with out proper medication or proper conditions.

The place was nice on the inside. Still decently furnished, the building was standing. And guess what, more people. Things seemed tense though.