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Alexi walked cautiously down the sidewalk of the derelict street, hugging the walls of the buildings that occupied the area near the streets. A revolver rattled around in a holster around his belt, his hands wrapped around a hunting rifle he had found in an abandoned house, with about half a case of ammunition.
No one had noticed his presence on this street, his goal was to stock up on supplies, but first he had to find a working vehicle to carry the supplies in. But after all the vehicles he has searched the only thing he has found are hostile "things" that are hostile towards him and from what he has seen from the half eaten bodies of humans other people as well.
Life is like a movie, you create the outcome...