Piercing screams woke me. They were followed by constant stream of heavy movement of boots clambering upon the ground.
My eyes flickered adjusting to my new surroundings, a scream bellowed again raising the goosebumps on my skin before it was snuffed out. I got to my feet drew my weapon took a stance and shifted left to right. I was looking for enemies I could not see while standing in the open on a ruined road. Decomposed bodies laid on the ground as if a battle had taken place here long ago.
My instincts told me to move, to hide and so I did I moved as quietly as a warrior could. My eyes still trained on my surroundings and as I took a vantage point in one of the buildings. I peered from the height above being able to see now a distance over the city and I started to take in my current
