James smiled as he  walked down the path that had been covered into the forest, the trees had been cut down. But no stone or anything was layed down, only boot and horse imprints showed where the others had come from. He had no clue how many other people ha come down this road. But he could already seen what was someone's personals vehicle, a small set with blade above it. It also had a large fan in the back that pushed it forward. A few pipes stuck out at different ends where the steam would come out, it looked pretty old. So a rich man must of had this since there was no way a working could have this at how old it was. Now a days maybe if he worked long enough he would have this. But that was still a hard thing to get for a working man unless he had some help.<br/><br/>There were tracks in the ground as well, tracks that were made by one of the large war machines that most of the country's held. A towering thing that ran on coal and steam, they had many large cannons on them as well. Covered in steel to protect the drivers and gunners, but there was no rusting corpse of any those that can be seen. So James just pushe the thought out of this head as he pulled his lamp out and let it with his lighter. "I guess I can walk for another hour or two before I sta-" he stopped talking as a rustle came from trees. He swang around and looked around "hello?.. Is anyone there?.." He asked, reaching for his six shooter.