Meanwhile, on one of Haven's guard posts, two guards that are on a tower is observing their surroundings. Being on the graveyard shift, they are pretty much doing the opposite of what they were supposed to be doing.
"How long until the shift ends again?"
"Eh... Let's say around 7 hours."
"F***."
"Look, we need to do our jobs though. If He sees us slacking off, god know what he'll do to us."
"Fine. I'll look around."
One of the guards then picked up his rifle and observes through his scopes.
"There's nothing out there. It's--"
"What?"
"I... I see someone. He's slumped to the ground."
"WHAT?! Get the medic team and tell them to go there ASAP."
The medical team from the infirmary was notified, and a team consisting of two medics with a stretcher and a guard crosses the wasteland, following the guard's every single direction and finally bringing the man to Haven.
And as for now... I'll be going.
I'm sorry that it had come to this.
I hope you'll understand why i need to leave.
Finally... At last.
My search is over.
Everything is in place..
[player
JKangaroo has been saved.]