![]() ![]() Hides and furs were exchanged for rubles. The Soviets usually ignored these primitive American communities, which served their purposes because their commanding officers did a brisk trade with the mountainmen who did fur trapping. Moosehead Township was a set of ten or twelve wooden shacks and a tanning shed for hides. It was the area around a small hunter-trapper community called Moosehead. They came upon an area 235 miles south of Colorado Springs Plain that Rockson himself had crossed years earlier. "We can roll some boulders over him - better that way - the animals can't get at him." Rockson wondered how they would spade the ground outside, seeing that it was frozen solid. ![]() McCaughlin shouted, "Watch out -" and drew his shotpistol, before he realized the face was familiar. Rockson gasped as his beam hit a human face. ![]() It was dark inside, they lit a flashlight. Rockson and his Freefighters pulled up their sleds in front of the blackened crumbling structure and gingerly stepped into the ruin. I left him - and his notebook of our travels - right where he died." Danik's voice trailed off. I was - was too weak, delirious, frightened. He threw up the food and convulsed and died. It gave me the strength to go on, but Run was sickening from a snake bite he got the sixth day out of Eden. Must have been decades old, but we cut them open and ate the stuff. When Run and I broke open the box, we found some canned goods inside. Some other hapless wanderers must have brought it here - we found disintegrating skeletons on the second floor, next to charred wood on a sheet-metal plate. We found a steel box in here, all rusted and jammed closed. "It should be over there - in the shadows - propped up against the wall.
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