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Immortal_Chaos
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Feodosiy continued forward picking up as much scrap that could become useful as he could and stuffing them in anywhere he could hold it, boots, shirt, pockets. He stumbled across a corpse face down in the pathway with some smoke surrounding him. Feodosiy held a moment of silence, and apologised to the corpse as he emptied they're pockets. He moved on. In the distance, past the wreckage of a part of a building knocked down during the Great Extermimation, he saw a backpack