A rough looking old man looks toward the group and says in a thick, unditerminable, accent, "Izzis the whole group? Anyone else coming? Alright, we're gonna be headin' to the London Eye today. T'ere's been reports of survivors near there. Everyone got their gear? Cuz we're not headin' back for a few days. We've got food and water to handle us and extra survivors for two weeks, a flare gun, spare signal flares, ammo, blankets oil lamp, oil cooker, oil, first aid kit, back up gasoline for the boat, and cooking utensils." he gestures for you to follow. Inside the old evacuation boat is 2 bunk beds, enough for 4 people, a steamer trunk, the pilot's station, along with a table and chairs along with a sofa bolted to the floor on the front left corner. "Folks call me Captain." he claps his hands together and says, "Alright! Let's go." Captain sits down on the captains chair on starts up the boat, ready to head to the London Eye
Boat:
2 weeks of food (mostly canned goods and wastebread)
2 weeks of water (Plain water mostly)
[|||||] Gasoline
[|||||] Health
75 rounds of ammo
A map with the London eye marked
A full first aid kit 4/4 uses left