Who: Chester, OT All
Where: Fred's Underground Shelter
When: Founder's Day + 6 Days

Chester was in a foul mood indeed. While it wasn't exactly true that Chester had a long-term plan for his life, there had been a point where he could have said life was going well. He had a good job doing something he liked, he had contacts in high society, and he could have anything he wanted. He was important, he was respected, and he was well-off.

But lately, it seemed to him that things were going sour. The town was locked down, but the National Guard didn't seem to be interested in doing anything to deal with the problem besides keeping everything - and everyone - inside. People were becoming infected with some sort of disease out of a horror movie that turned them into undead Communists. Townspeople were turning against each other. His wife was becoming harder to deal with. And he couldn't even go hang out with his corporate buddies or have some fun with the secretaries.

Now he was testing the generator in an underground shelter near the edge of town and trying to feel like he was still in control of things.
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Janie had been spending some of her time preserving food, and thought it would be a good day to deliver a crate to Fred's shelter. Even though Phillip wanted her to prepare their shelter, Janie tried hard to make sure that some of the other shelters had things too. Their home shelter was already well stocked, and full of things that weren't even needed.

She almost dropped the crate when she saw Chester inside.

"...Excuse me, I- wanted to leave this here. I'm sorry to bother you"
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"It's... Salted ham and a few jars of some of my early vegetables from the garden." She carried the crate towards the shelving, not really sure what to say to Chester. "We're stocked pretty good at home, and Fred's been awfully nice. I just wanted to give him a little something extra."



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