Follow him to the boat.

Without much delay, you pack your few belongings and follow him up to the surface. Before you emerge into public, he gives you a black hooded cloak to wear, concealing your identity from casual observers. You put it on and move through the almost empty afternoon streets of Junkton to the river docks, where a small fishing boat far past its prime waits.

You don't say goodbye to the owner of the bar when you leave. You'll be happier if you never see him again.

As you board, you look up into the cockpit to see a dark skinned woman with a mechanical arm at the controls. She nods down at you, then lowers the window and shouts.

"You the only one?"

Glancing around, you don't see anybody else.

"Yeah."

She rolls the window back up, and you can feel the engine start. You lean against the rim of the boat and look down into the water. Moments later, you start to move, finally departing from this horrible town.