I had to keep referencing my Pip Boy to try to maintain any sense of direction. Unlike the Back Bay, there was no logic to the layout of the streets here, and I quickly became disoriented. I had never been that familiar with this section of town. Since I wasn’t sure where to go, other than a general sense that we had been heading northeast, and I certainly wasn’t going back toward the burying ground, I decided to head straight east from Park Street Station, toward the Financial District. I probably should have asked him at some point, but I never figured we’d get split up. Of course, he knew where Goodneighbor was, but I didn’t. Maybe he was going to make a break for Goodneighbor.
While firing at the ghouls, I ran back toward the Common, an area I knew had been pretty much cleared, but for some reason, Nick headed the other direction. I guess we both panicked, or maybe I panicked and Nick just reacted, because we each tore off in different directions. We approached the bus, and just as we ducked down, there was a pounding on the bus window above us, and swarms of ghouls started coming from everywhere. I motioned to Nick to follow me, as I figured it would be a good spot to discuss some way around the mutants so we didn’t have to engage them.
Immediately, we turned around and started backtracking, and as we got back to Park Street Station, I noticed there was a metro bus just in front of the Old Granary Burying Grounds. As we entered one of the side streets, we started to hear Super Mutant voices. It was getting dark, and we had just crossed the Common seemingly headed toward the Scollay Square area.
Right now, I have no idea where Nick is, since he and I got separated on the way to the Memory Den.
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