Backup Meal

This place looks worth searching well, I think I'll stay for a couple days! Man, this is the life of a bandit. No rules or regulations, no public order or good manners, just living free and easy. Just like Jim, who was afraid to breath too loud when he first joined the gang, now he's always first to raid a house. Peter's still too reluctant to do what's necessary, but he's new. We'll see how he does next time we run across some survivors. Speaking of which, our food reserves are about to run out. I haven't seen a living soul in ten days, and the last one was a woman so skinny I could see her goddamn bones. If we don't find any food in this town, Peter better watch out. I figure there's at least 200 pounds of meat on his body, and we're getting pretty hungry...