Marcus:Marcus sat on a chair, they had taken up shelter in this abandoned house on the edge of the city, He had a ciggerett hanging from his lip and a vacent expression on his face. He wasnt sure where they were heading next, but they sure couldnt return to that small outpost they were staying in, not with the sh*t they kicked up.
Jacob: Jacob was outside the house, he had set up a crude firing range, with lumps of wood sat on logs, he took aim with his revolver and fired 5 times.
Each hit was dead on target.
Lucy: Lucy was sitting, carving a piece of wood with a small knife. She liked carving things, was good at it too. She lifted the half finished sculpture, snapped it in half and started again.
