I'm curious, Rossi. After throwing on your gear to head out, you had an opportunity to grab one of Stinky's dog sleds, or, if you were willing to take one of them down, you could've taken one of the Skegs rides. You had to get there as quick as possible, and without a car, it was really your only good choices. So what did you take? Also, Jester insisted on coming with you, hobbling along and refusing to let you go off with out him. What was it that Jester said or did that convinced you to bring him along?
The early rays of dawn are peeking over the horizon when you come back home. The sky is a dark red and the place is quiet. Very little of Benton Harbor looks the way you remember it, Rossi. The dock has fallen under the weight of the ice. St Joe's hostel burned to the ground. A two story school that was converted into a flophouse, made of brick and steel, burned and collapsed, only black soot-covered ruins where it once stood. Most of the roadways and streets are covered with piled up and frozen-over junk, a slap-dash, desperate attempt to wall off the remaining bits of humanity here. Yeah, Benton Harbor's seen better days.
You've had to skirt around to find an approach to your dad's clinic. It sits nestled among a smooth white patch of snow and ice, completely separate from the rest of the town even though its in the middle of it. There are a few guards watching the entrances. But everyone knows the "whole town" would fight for your dad. He's helped so many of them, saving lives and healing the sick. Or so they believe.
Of course you know better. He culls the weak, coddles the powerful, takes from those who have no influence, gives to those who keep his clinic well stocked. He was teaching you how to follow in his footsteps. Even though he wanted to pass it along to a son, he didn't have a son. You were "the next best thing".
How are you getting in there, Rossi?