Another city.  That's what it was to him.  He wasn't even sure how many he'd traveled through at this point, but he knew what he found in them.  It was always the same thing.  Nothing.  Pursing his lips as he walked the streets of the newest location, he wasn't even sure which city this was, or used to be.  He didn't know how far he'd traveled, or how long he'd been doing so.  He only knew he'd been alone for a long time.  The thing that seemed to bother him the most was that in the end, the world ended not with a bang, but a whimper.  Humanity had silently died off with no chance to fight back, yet, somehow he was still here.<br/><br/>Bryan pulled his rifle up, ready to fire a shot as he heard a noise nearby.  He wasn't worried about people.  There were no people.  But the animals had gotten bolder since man had disappeared, and were wandering into towns now where they used to stay away from them.  It was the only reason he felt the need to carry a firearm, and it had saved him from the occasional wandering beast more than once.<br/><br/>A flock of birds rose from a nearby thicket, causing him to lower the rifle with a sigh of relief.  Turning on his heel, he traveled on.  Keeping himself well supplied hadn't been a problem.  He was able to refill his canteen in rivers and streams in the wilderness, and kept extras just in case he found himself moving for long stretches without finding a suitable spot to refill.<br/><br/>Making his way through the area, he found a small supermarket.  Of course there would be no meat or produce inside that were able to be eaten anymore, but there were canned goods.  Walking up to the door, which was on an electronic motion sensor that had long since stopped working, he turned his rifle around and shattered the glass with the stock.<br/><br/>Clearing out the door so he could safely pass, he crouched under the divider and slipped into the place, going about searching for supplies to last him on the next stretch of road as he slung his pack from his shoulders.  He couldn't help but think of how full the places once were as he began to fill his pack, and now he couldn't even recall the last time he had heard another person's voice, or even his own for that matter.  With no one to hear it, he saw no need in speaking during his time alone.  Shaking the thoughts from his mind, he continued with his task.  It would be dark soon, and he would need to find a place to sleep for the night.<br/><br/>(Note: He's in the same city as you guys now, just a few blocks away.  ^_^)