Utah, Walking Dead » Places

         Jason squeezed his body through the gate opening, and the large gate shut with a massive creek, then a clang when the doors shut behind him. The place was mostly barren in the front of the base, aside from the few tents spread near the gate for the guards. There was 2 vehicles that were parked near the gate that were setup as a taxi to the back of the base where the majority of the people live. "Ah hell, I have to wait for the night group to get back before I can head home." Jason spat in the dirt.

The guards at the gate were doing their rounds, and the chill of winter was getting ready to start. The biting breeze was a little chilly. Jason was bundled decently for the weather, but the city don't have the supplies it needs to last through another winter. There is going to be some hunting, and gathering that's going to need to be done, and Jason always got the job of convincing the church leaders to send out a group. If they didn't get the food they needed, then it was going to be the worst winter since shit hit the fan.

Jason moved to the edge of the road where the Ogden river was at, and picked up a handful of rocks, and started tossing them into the water. The waiting was going to drive him pretty batty. Jason is rather impatient with waiting, save for a few things in life.

         (whoops, wrong setting)