Bob: So your dad ‘n’ me left the city walls and set out across the wastes, to see what’d been falling out of the sky. Those jumped-up go-carts of his could really move! I mean I was hangin' on for dear life, while Santiago laughed his butt off. Lucky it was him behind the wheel though, ‘cause one of those supply drops came crashing down smack right in front of us! Meeka: Yikes. Bob: When we tried prying the thing open, it trapped us inside some kinda force field, along with a bunch of the crazy local wildlife. Meeka: There were still animals left alive? Bob: If you could call that living. Poor critters were all messed up from the poisons out in the wastes... And they didn’t much appreciate us.
Bob's Wasteland Tales #6
by Bob