Thread: Apocalyptia (Retro/ValiantPickle)

Husks of empty and dilapidated buildings dotted the landscape that Charlie traveled through. Some of the larger frames seemed to reach up to the heavens with their height. Shiny glass littered the street and large patches of grass were managing to pop up through the cement the tips of which were starting to fry in the brilliant sun. Litter, too, scrambled along the sidewalks as it rolled with the gust of the wind. Normally she wouldn't have dared to travel so far into an old city but she had heard rumors about some places still having canned food and other supplies hidden within their recesses. It had been a few days since she had eaten and all four of her canteens were nearly empty. This was an emergency. So she walked along the streets, moving as quickly as possible. Although she had disguised her figure well with an overly baggy shirt and a pair of overalls and hid her hair with an aviators cap, there was still a chance that she'd be recognized for a woman. Being a woman in that sort of environment was almost as dangerous as going against Samson's Order, the totalitarian government that had risen to power in that section of the world once everything had gone to shit. Females, after all, were such a rarity in that day and age. Many were enslaved and put to the grueling task of breeding. A shudder of disgust had gone through her. The most 'beautiful' of women were used as status symbols as well... the whole thing sickened her considerably. As she continued on, she shifted the weight of her bag on her back. The contents didn't make it a heavy load. All that was inside of it was a first aid kit, some clean bandages, and some very, very important IVs that her father had given her incase of an emergency. While the two had been separated hastily, he had managed to give her some things before she went on her way. Still the straps were always uncomfortable after a few hours of travel. Finally she had managed to find the place she had been looking for. There was a building in slightly better condition than the ones around it. Before it was a massive parking lot and various signs hung over the many different entrances. There was also a big sign that was on a pole that jutted out from the middle of the parking lot. Most of its letters had faded away but the remaining letters spelt 'MALL'. Okay, Chuck, she whispered to herself. Its going to be dangerous in there, no doubt, but you can do it. She brought her hand to rub across the bridge of her nose in anxiety, leaving a streak of dirt behind to cover the small smattering of freckles there. Pale green eyes narrowed on the building and she heaved a sigh before heading in. It was dark inside and she wish that she had a lantern to give her light. Every rustling sound caused her to jump. All she wanted to do was find water either by hoping the plumbing was still in use there or by finding some in plastic bottles from the old pharmacy. The luxuries of the time before the war baffled her. A rustling sound caused her to turn quickly. Who's there? she called out. There was no reply except for more of that sound. She chewed on her bottom lip. Shit. Hopefully no one was able to tell she was a girl by the sound of her voice but she knew full well that she could be in trouble.