Outside of the Public house, west of the Wolverine the scene was something from a disaster movie in all essence apart from absence of holo-novel crews shooting the latest blockbuster it was just that. A lone silhouette was stumbling through the ash cloud moving from dwelling to dwelling their arm covering the face as they tried to stop their lungs slowly turn to concrete from the inhalation of the volcanic substance. Coughing and spluttering they fell to the floor inside a doorway, in a last ditch attempt they shouted. “HEEEELP!” This mission to get help for those in the farmhouse seemingly a failure.

• GM Narwhal