Day 21: The groups you may encounter

     Any survivor who thinks his gun and his pickup truck are going to be enough to sustain him in the wasteland is sure to be eaten by zombies or become a radioactive corpse within five days. 

     Just because someone has everything they need in the nuclear wasteland does not mean they know how to utilize it to its maximum potential, and certainly not alone. Cities along the East Coast such as Boston are destroyed and crawling with danger, not big empty cities still in tact waiting to be looted as some might think. The truth is those are the most heavily bombed areas, with whole communities gone and radiation blanketing the surrounding area. Any one who lived through the destruction and poisoned environment knew that there was safety in numbers, and with the lack of a government or police force the gangs and militias sprouted up like giant nuclear mushrooms.

     In the center of Boston in particular there is one of the most savage packs in the Northeast, made up punk survivors and radiated escaped inmates. They call themselves the Green Monstahs, and true to their name they have erected massive barriers throughout the city, painting them green. This is a defense tactic against a larger, better organized gang called the United Peoples Army, though the only reason they are united appears to be the iron-fisted leadership of there insane commander Richard Hertz, formerly a general in the now extinct United States Army. While he claims to be the highest ranking leader left alive after the Bombing it is only propaganda, as his power does not go farther than New York City, where no fewer than five warring gangs fight for control and fight a zombie horde that numbers in the tens of thousands across in New Jersey. 

Green Monstahs; imagine a more sinister looking,

 shotgun toting figure

     Beyond that, the rest of the country is still unknown, and not one survivor, even those with salvaged computers can truly say what is happening beyond the lines on the map. Right here and now though, there is a key phrase that is graffiti-sprayed in the outskirts of most East Coast cities that sums up the situation: safety in numbers.