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located in Fourth of England(or what's left of it), a part of Of Chrome, Steel, and Oil, one of the many universes on RPG.

Fourth of England(or what's left of it)

This is the fourth establishment of England. Three times as big as it is today in our universe, it takes up most of Europe. Now however......it is ruins.....

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Character Portrait: Steven Cade Generich Character Portrait: Valerie Mathis Character Portrait: Katy Jackson Campbell Character Portrait: Marcus Lowe Character Portrait: Jason Burger
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A Pagan In The House of Hades...

Jason laid there, on his stomach, motionless. His weapon slung on his back, his heart pounding in his chest. He had been looking for supplies for quiet some time now, on the surface but he knew better. He found some things but not what he needed. Jason needed fuel. He had arrived here a few days back in hopes of finding diesel fuel for that monster of vehicle that he so endearingly called Erika. Without that, he was stuck here, and to get it he knew he would have to get out of his comfort zone. He had observed a small group the day before and he followed them to the tunnels but ceased his pursuit at the entrance to avoid a panic attack. He suspected that they had fuel and he was not going to trade for it, he didn't have anything to trade. He couldn't go in there... He couldn't go in there...but he had to. And there he was, barely making it.

He swallowed the spit in his mouth, whipped the sweat of his head and ventured onward. And onward...And Onward. His heart accelerated, his breathe became shallow, his mouth dry. I'm not lost...I'm not lost....please God for once help me... He told himself in his head. He was on the verge of breaking and then he begun to spot the signs of people. Trash...clothes...and other such items. He followed this trail stopping at times to calm himself and other times to scavenge some items he considered interesting. And then...gunshots...and not too far by the sounds of it. He was startled half to death, stopped dead in is tracks and dropped to the ground. He nervously looked over his shoulder then removed the sweat off his brow. Maybe I should head back.... He played with this thought for a little bit but then he had an unusually bold idea.

Jason unslunged the carbine and adjusted the collapsible stock, loaded it and chambered a round. He could use this "Fuck.", he cursed allowed. "Here we go again.". Hoping that the conflict up ahead would silence his movement, he hastened his pace and rushed forward, his rifle at the high ready. It wasn't too far up that he found the remains of a small camp. There wasn't anyone there but their belongings had been there. Jason looked through them quickly and without shame. Times were tough and who could hate a thief who stole in order to survive? "Where is it...Cmon... Cmon...Shit..".

The survivors down here had some food and water, which he took , batteries, also claimed, and some other items he didn't find too interesting but they did not have anything even close to fuel. Jason had taken a gamble, ventured into these dark and uncharted tunnels for fuel and he had come up empty handed. "Just stay calm...you can get out...your not trapped...your not alone...your not alone...", He told himself. "Don't cower in fear...your gonna be fine...".

It took some a little bit to collect himself but he got up got his rifle and searched around a bit more. This 2nd search paid off, Jason found something he had overlooked. With the flashlight from his rifle, he read what appeared to be a map of the tunnels. Jason actually felt a little bit of hope in him. He set down his Rucksack in a corner and grabbed what appeared to be a very filthy blanket. He covered himself and the map to dim the light in case anyone was coming back and he attempted to chart an escape. There was one marked on the map and his current location was also marked already by the tunnels were like interlocking webs. "Nothings ever easy anymore.", he muttered to himself and collected his things, placing the map in his pocket and continued to walk in the direction he believed would take him to the exit. He still recalled that there was a firefight somewhere in these tunnels and so he kept his rifle ready, hoping he wouldn't have to but ready to take a life should he need to.