Johan was gladly surprised by the majority of green forests. The territory around Berlin looked a lot like Sahara. The woods were steaming with life. Creatures that he had never seen. He never had seen them in person, but knew about them from the tales of his mother. She had heard of them from his grandpa, who had a very smart father who had seen these creatures. Johan always wondered where and how did he saw them in the apocalyptic landscapes.
He was strolling through the wooded place and admired the sights. He wondered how could someone awarely destroy something so pure. In the distance he saw a plume of smoke. He headed in it's direction. Maybe someone was in trouble or there was a forest fire. He climbed on to a rock and looked at it. It was a small village, with about ten houses. He
