It was early morning. The air was thick with fog , and damp with lingering mist from the previous night's rainstorm. Magnum was waiting patiently for Shade and Jason at their agreed upon meeting spot in the amusement park.

Nearby he had dug two holes side by side , and placed old military munitions boxes that contained their payments in each.  each box contained a can of chili, a can of ravioli, two cans of spaghetti o's , two wrapped miniature bars of soap, a mini bottle of shampoo, two bic disposable lighters, and a four pack of double a batteries. He'd left spades for each of them to bury their loot. it didn't seem like a good idea for them to carry anything other than necessities with them on their venture.

The plan was to use the fishing boat magnum had arrived on , and stashed on the opposite side of one of the little islands. They would be traveling over the drink to what magnum suspected was a lucrative spot for looting. Details specific to their final destination had been kept secret from the other two. Magnum had agreed to transparency about the mission only after they reached the dock. Trust wasn't one of his  strong points.

When they hit port , he had told them that they would attempt to navigate the sewers underneath the sea of zombies. Magnum had traveled about a third of the way through without resistance. His fear was that further on down the line there might be explosive damage above that had opened up a hole that would either let zombies in , or block the way.

With all of this in mind , magnum stood in the foggy yawn of grey morning , and waited for his two companions to arrive.