Jeremiah's Journal Page 4
- Ransacked bunker: In the entrance chamber.
That's it, I gotta get outta here. I caught wind of a strange transmission cutting in and out over my radio, and think the feds might've found me. Time to leave this place behind before they can track me down and lock me up. I ain't no man's guinea pig, and I sure as hell can't put up with no torture. I got the essentials packed and my shotgun loaded.
Think I'll aim for over the mountains. Might not be so bad that ways if they blocked any of the fallout. I can check on my old moonshine shack and see if she's still standing.