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Who: Germany (brotundbier), Lute (guardianofman), and Testament (7th_warrant)
Where: Near and around the circled location on this map.
When: Starting about a half hour to an hour after this post
Rating: pg-13 depending on how much trouble we get in
Summary: WE'RE GOIN' TO CANDY MOUNTAIN, CHARLIE
the log:

For the sake of moving things along, it's about a half hour into their walk. The strange object to the east remained mysterious and unmoving. Something was wrong with it, and no doubt this alien object had something to do with the recent and continuing disaster.

Tread carefully. No matter where they were, there was a chance that any of them could be blasted by the hellish rain shooting down at them. There was an equal chance they might not all walk back home, but there was nothing that could be done in regards to that fate. Were it to happen, the next day would greet them; just as hellish, just as dark.

So he pattered along the broken streets, accompanied by a man who he worked with, and another he'd only just met. They made an odd trio, but consider the company Germany normally kept? This was relatively sane. He dragged away at the map on his communicator keeping block for block a scope on their location.

"If I'm right, we should be getting close. It should be this way." Conveniently he led them into a turn, and sure enough, they had reached it.