2025-07-20T18:00:00Z
Travelers
- Scruffy (WesQues), The Innocent
- James “Jimbob” (@jason), The Wrench
- Marilia (@slrbennett), The Stargazer
Summary
The travelers resolved to leave Camp 'Hooch to escape the perils of winter - or worse - in favor of points west.
A passing stranger, Absalom Allen, helped them jump-start a VW Golf that had crashed through the picture window of a nearby house. In the process, Jimbob identified and fixed a problem with the car’s ignition system. Absalom suggested the travelers could find a hot meal and a place to rest with the Relievers in Carterville, parting with the words “Humankind is our Family”.
The Golf was christened “Frumpaccino” thanks to its cracked windshield and bald tires. But it runs and the fuel in the tank is still good.
They managed to scavenge some additional fuel from a roadside junkyard, even if Scruffy scraped himself up the process. In the meantime, Jimbob made quick work of improvising tire chains out of loose sections of chain link fence.
Further on down the road, a months-old wreck of a military helicopter drew the travelers’ attention enough to warrant a detour. Inside the crash they found a robin-sized winged lizard perched on a strange alien box. The creature’s aggressive posturing and vocalizing did little to dissuade anyone from approaching and, as they did, being flooded with a sense of intense bodily cold. Marilia befriended the piteous creature, dubbing it “Purr” and letting it warm itself inside her parka despite the accidental scratches it gave her in return. Purr, they learned, is rather fond of Scruffy’s gummy worms.
The helicopter’s radio had some difficulty tuning in a fixed signal, but Marilia’s soothing humming and cooing along with Purr seemed to have a strange interaction with the alien box, stabilizing the transceiver frequency. A stern, drawling voice identified itself as “Rostrum-Yankee-Tango-Actual” and was apparently not satisfied with Scruffy and Jimbob’s etiquette or identifiers. Rostrum-YT signaled that an intercept team was en route to recover.
The travelers hit the road once again after loading the strange alien box into Frumpaccino. As the gray day wore on into a dreary evening, they spied a lonely church not too far from the road. A red, green, and black sign read, in large, friendly letters “Humankind is our Family” and a sturdy, clean-looking pickup truck was visible beside it.