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Vince and Carl had given Jacob some pointers on what the Devil's Gang deemed valuable. Out wasn't at all surprising to him as it was mostly stuff, you'd find hard to get your hands on; smell goods like cologne and shampoo, liquor, radios and clothing. They had a good source of water, the purest without any chance of getting sick – so that couldn't please them, and it wasn't cheap for them to give out. Jacob knew that if they did go back on the road, they would need to stock up. Finding a place by the creek would be best. Last night's storm was a random occurrence, but Jacob knew as they moved into the more wet season, they could always use rain water, but they'd need to treat it first.<br/>
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His eyes lifted up at the familiar thumping of Ash's boots as she approached the men. Jacob had already brought his bag from downstairs and had it hanging by one strap on his left shoulder.<br/>
"Uh yeah, I'm ready whenever you are." According to Carl there was good game in the woods, but Jacob could sense that maybe there was something else he wasn't telling him. Ash had returned before he could decide whether he wanted to prod the answer out of him or not. They'd already been long term house guests by this point, taking more advantage doesn't seem worth it. There was always the chance they would need to come back and it was best not to sever any relationships or friendships they made along the way.<br/>
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Leaving the house felt strange, like waking up from a dream. Jacob looked over his shoulder, amazed that it <i>had</i> been real. Now there seemed to be hope for humanity, but he tried not to get those hopes up too high.<br/>
"Don't worry, I've got your music collection safe in my bag." Jacob knew that it was just extra weight, something else they didn't really <i>need</i>. Though while it wasn't a necessity, it was something that he knew Ash would like. They all needed the little things to keep them going. "Carl says there's a bunch of empty homes out here, most people live on <i>Campus</i> where the gang resides. The leader's name is Gunther, but we'd have to get through the crew before we even talk to him. You know . . . if you were considering joining them?"<br/>
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