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It was quite that day, peaceful and calm. The sky was grey and cloudy, showing signs that it might start pouring rain at any moment. It was the kind of day someone would get a cup of coffee and watch TV...but not anymore. The silence was not welcome at all, in fact it brought more fear than the relaxing comfort that used to come with it, especially in a city like Saint Louis. If someone said that this city would become mute a few months ago most would laugh and just brush them off without a second thought. However, the seemingly innocent illness breakout had taken a tole on the city, killing hundreds if not thousands. It did not stop there though, the world over lost so many lives that the once worldly population that was in the billions shrunk into the thousands. No one knew where it came from or how it even started, the only thing they did know was that the death was thankfully painless...
All that remained was chaos now, people killing people just over a scrap of food or a simple piece of cloth. Most humans had taken to the rural areas, having better luck in the wild than in the dangerous and possibly poisonous cities that barely stood from the first few weeks of raids. Some people had stayed behind though, hiding in the shadows as they waited for most of the violent people to slip away in search of better supplies and water. Once most of the danger was gone, they continued to scavenge and thrive in the concrete jungle that remained. One person in particular was doing very well...
Carlie was one of the lucky people in the city, still surviving in her small apartment. Most of the people that still remained continued to raid major stores and shops, taking things that weren't even of any value anymore. She on the other hand had been raiding book stores for things on survival and nature, anything that would help her in the long run. Things were running low, soon all the food will either be bad or stolen, leaving her no choice but to pack up and head out into the nature like the others had. At the moment, she was getting ready to head out into the city once again, to scavenge around the rubble of the shops and she was she could use for trip out west. She tugged on her thick fur boots, them being the only pair she could find in the mess that had been a shoe store. The rest of her outfit was black, black legging and long sleeved shirt, a larger black sweater over that. On her back was a back pack with a first aid kit, the rest of it empty so she could put things into it, in the pocket of the sweater was a switch blade, both for defense and for cutting.
After throwing her hair into a bun she left her apartment, locking the door behind her before she hopped down the stairs. She slipped out the back door and wandered in the back alleys, not wanting to bring attention to herself. She continued to wander around by herself, looking almost like a ghost as her thin and lanky form made its way though the barren town. Carlie hope that nothing would happen today, the storm hanging over her head only made her worried about what might come with it...
All that remained was chaos now, people killing people just over a scrap of food or a simple piece of cloth. Most humans had taken to the rural areas, having better luck in the wild than in the dangerous and possibly poisonous cities that barely stood from the first few weeks of raids. Some people had stayed behind though, hiding in the shadows as they waited for most of the violent people to slip away in search of better supplies and water. Once most of the danger was gone, they continued to scavenge and thrive in the concrete jungle that remained. One person in particular was doing very well...
Carlie was one of the lucky people in the city, still surviving in her small apartment. Most of the people that still remained continued to raid major stores and shops, taking things that weren't even of any value anymore. She on the other hand had been raiding book stores for things on survival and nature, anything that would help her in the long run. Things were running low, soon all the food will either be bad or stolen, leaving her no choice but to pack up and head out into the nature like the others had. At the moment, she was getting ready to head out into the city once again, to scavenge around the rubble of the shops and she was she could use for trip out west. She tugged on her thick fur boots, them being the only pair she could find in the mess that had been a shoe store. The rest of her outfit was black, black legging and long sleeved shirt, a larger black sweater over that. On her back was a back pack with a first aid kit, the rest of it empty so she could put things into it, in the pocket of the sweater was a switch blade, both for defense and for cutting.
After throwing her hair into a bun she left her apartment, locking the door behind her before she hopped down the stairs. She slipped out the back door and wandered in the back alleys, not wanting to bring attention to herself. She continued to wander around by herself, looking almost like a ghost as her thin and lanky form made its way though the barren town. Carlie hope that nothing would happen today, the storm hanging over her head only made her worried about what might come with it...