The Last Prophecy

Merle, you see so many familiar faces from the town of refuge. Ren is here clutching her magic rod and looking backward out a small window at the shadows chasing the wagon. Paloma is sitting on a cushion on the floor, peering deeply into a small crystal. Cassidy says, what the heck are you doing lying on a dirt road in the middle of the apocalypse? I have back issues. But wait, when we can talk about this later, are you here to help us save the world?