Snippet #1843825

It was Dark on the streets of Russia. The air was cold and the wind sent chills down the spine. Valyssa walked slowly on the deserted streets. She looked at old abandoned buildings and shops. This district had been shut down years ago. She walked as she reminisced in old painful memories, as well as some of the best in her life. The one thing that hadn't changed was the beggars who took over the empty buildings. They all peeked out of the broken windows, staring at her as she slowly made her way. Surprisingly, none of them uttered a word. Valyssa stopped, she looked around to all the eyes on her. To her right, was a dimly lit light post. Memories of when she begged on these same streets, came flooding back to her mind. She bent down and placed two hundred Rubles next to the light. She could hear the silent gasps of awes coming from the buildings. Valyssa continued on her journey forward, no one moved still. When she was Fifty feet away from the money, she heard yelling and screaming as they all exited the buildings, scrambling to claim money as their own. She gave a crooked smile under her Scarf. 'I didn't get treated well when I begged, I got beat by the citizens and the older beggars,' she laughed to herself, 'Money is useless to me now. Survival of the Fittest gets it.' She purred happily to herself as she listened to the beggars rip each other apart for the money.