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Alexander chuckled at all of the comments.

"Ah, you all remind me of my youth," he said, "A young soldier, adventurer, and dreamer. Well, we may as well head out now. As you know, we have much traveling to do. Our first part of the trip will take about a week and a half. We'll be heading up to New Canaan, see if they'll let us through. If worse comes to worse, the damned Mormons will kick us out. Call me what you like, but I've read Pre-War stories about those guys, and I sure as hell don't like them."

Alexander grabbed his hunting rifle in both hands. "And so, without further ado," Penelope groans at Alexander's bombastic reveal, "We head to the future."

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A week and a half later, just as Alexander said, in New Canaan. At least, you think you do.

The first thing you see is the white. After coming out of the hills near the Great Salt Lake, a majestic blue wonder that is more than likely irradiated to hell, you see the dried up salt plains that have appeared thanks to the great heating of the planet. Traveling up the Long 15, Alexander refused to stop in Zion National Park, believing it to be a waste of time. The 5 days following that discussion led you to....nothing. Ruins of the Old World surround you, including, in the distance, what is left of Pre-War Salt Lake City, a place which was up until recently called New Jerusalem.

"What the fuck?!" Alexander yells, "This can't be right, the map says New Canaan is right here! This can't possibly be correct!" Penelope walks past Alexander, who is still barking on about the map, and scrapes some of the ground onto her fingers. She rubs it for a while, then tastes it.

"Salt," she says, looking straight ahead, "Someone's salted the earth here. That means New Canaan doesn't exist anymore." Penelope stood, looking at the Salt Lake, then at the Old World ruins straight ahead. Alexander turns to the group.

"Well, if this is true, then we'll have to make camp here," he sighs, hand behind his head, "It's getting late, and if we can't stop to resupply here, we may have to head over to those ruins and see if anyone is there. Any clues as to what the hell happened here?! I'd love to hear it." Alexander walks off to grab his sleeping gear, grumbling about how Headquarters wasn't going to like this....

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