Indianapolis sat about a third of the way to their destination. They camped outside of it, seeing signs of recent activity. New graffiti, not just from the military. Tons of trash. And a few dead bodies that hadn’t yet completely decomposed. Wary even of being seen under an overpass, the two chose the most secluded suburban home with a fireplace.
Once they got a fire going, however, Ken indicated that she wanted to go look for supplies. They were out of liquor again, and she wouldn’t be able to sleep without it. Yuuki looked at her with a frightened expression. “It’s too dangerous,” she insisted. “And someone might see the smoke here or Raven in the backyard.”
The horses had their own small fire, too, as a precaution to keep them alive and healthy. If need be, they could walk them into t
