As I've stated before, Gallows, Graves and I have been scouring Belgium for a certain Object.
Actually, scratch that. I've been searching for It. Gallows has been relentlessly slaughtering various passerbys and Graves has been burying them. So enough is enough. I'm going to corral them towards the objective, whether they like it or not. Of course, Gallows can still kill. I'm no monster, and it would be somewhat hypocritical considering I've been doing much of the same (albeit to a lesser extent).
So, what happened today? I murdered some Belgian waffles while Gallows murdered the Belgian chef; we tossed various hitchhikers in front of traffic while following the highway, I burnt down a school after hearing about Morningstar's death (fitting, I won't argue that, but nonetheless upsetting). Finally, we had Graves dig us a small pit, which we then filled with barbed wire. Man oh man did we put it to good use!
So we'll be moving onward along the coast, and when I find It, fun will be had.