Hobart scrolled on his main monitor.Stepping from the bushes, I was forced to agree. A beautiful rainbow was shimmering in the misty air straight ahead of us. Hobart always noticed things before I did, but then he did have radar.Walking closer, I heard the boots of my powerarmor clank on something hard instead of thumping on dirt and saw we were walking on a prewar road of smooth concrete. Hadn't seen one of these in a while. The concrete strip cut along the edge of a high cliff, a beautiful blue water lake to the right, the lowwaves cresting over the roadway to cascade down the other side in a steady rumble.As I watched, a fat trout leapt from the lake and caught a crow in its fanged mouth. The black bird screamed, wildly flapping its wings, as the carnivorous fish gracefully dove back into the water with its living meal and vanished from sight.With a flick of my wrist, I opened a small service panel in Hobart's thick metal arm and checked the indicators. "No radiation," I announced with a sigh of relief.
