The group was preparing to leave the sanctuary, they found food supplies in the other houses, a ten-millimeter pistol. They made arm, leg, and torso guards from scrap metal.

Curie was wearing her leather jacket, which turned out to be reinforced with ballistic weave, she had a knife on her belt and a ten-millimeter pistol.

Preston had what he had before, only he took a baseball bat.

Shaun had scrap metal pads on his legs and arms, he had a Curie pipe revolver, the handle had been converted to a buttstock, good thing Edward took it to the shooting range.

Dogmeat and Hunter wore makeshift armor covering their torso and neck.

The group left the warehouse and headed for the bridge, crossed it.

There were two bodies, a human and a ghoul, the human's head was nearly torn off and the ghoul had a tire wrench stuck in his heart.

Edward snatched the tire wrench and handed it to Shaun, who took it and hooked it to his waistband.

The group entered Concord, walked down the long street in front of the museum, turned toward Lexington only to immediately hide around the corner.

About fifty ghouls were kneeling on the road and devouring cows that couldn't escape.

- What we do? Curie asked.

- We can go into the museum and wait for them to leave... Preston suggested... The spare key is hidden under a loose brick.

Edward nodded, and they silently headed for the door when there was a murmur behind them.

It was a ghoul, although it was different, it had no arms, its neck and head seemed swollen, it tilted its head back as if it was about to sneeze but instead let out a loud screech that shattered several windows.

All the ghouls turned and lunged at them.

Edward Curie and Shaun started shooting and Preston rushed to the door of the museum, ripped out a loose brick, grabbed a key and opened the door. The rest ran inside, Preston tried to close the door but two Ghouls put their hands between the door and the frame, Codswortd flew to the door, stuck his flamethrower between hands and fired.

Ghouls jumped back and Preston closed the door, opened the wrought iron door as the front door groaned as the horde began breaking it down.

The group ran up to the second floor and lock themselves in the office as the horde got inside.

- Be quiet... Edward said... They don't know we're here. We'll wait for them to leave.

The horde of ghouls left after two hours, the group cautiously exited the office, the group continued their march towards Lexington.

A factory appeared on the horizon as the sun began to set.

They decided to take refuge in a nearby drive-in theater, judging by the condition of the cars, the people must have been ripped and ripped apart when the ghouls began their slaughter.

The small room at the back of the screen had two couches, Preston took one of the couches, Curie and Shaun the other, Edward took out a sleeping bag and settled down with the dogs on the floor, Codsworth dropped to the floor near the door, entering sleep mode.