He'd be pretty hard-pressed to think of anything worse than the crab-mutants -- not that he's not sure Ellen's world won't try its damndest to come up with something.
Getting up takes a little effort, but he manages it, grasps the Punisher in his left hand.
"It isn't far. We'll have a little walk, but when the food and everything is unloaded, we can take the Angelina II back to town, if no door opens there. Come on."
It takes a little time for the steamer to come to a full halt, but Wolfwood and Michael aren't the only ones disembarking. A few families leave with them, heading towards a small collection of buildings just visible under the light of the moons now high in the starry sky.
The air takes on a certain degree of clarity out here, far from the cities, and as the steamer chugs away, the desert returns to the crystallized silence of earlier.
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Getting up takes a little effort, but he manages it, grasps the Punisher in his left hand.
"It isn't far. We'll have a little walk, but when the food and everything is unloaded, we can take the Angelina II back to town, if no door opens there. Come on."
It takes a little time for the steamer to come to a full halt, but Wolfwood and Michael aren't the only ones disembarking. A few families leave with them, heading towards a small collection of buildings just visible under the light of the moons now high in the starry sky.
The air takes on a certain degree of clarity out here, far from the cities, and as the steamer chugs away, the desert returns to the crystallized silence of earlier.
He breaks it by pushing the motorcycle forward.
"This way."