[Sorry for the late reply, RL got in the way... that and my brother ¬_¬]<br/><br/>The streets were empty, silent, desolate. The crumbling buildings stood silent as if in mourning, except the occasional sorrowful moan as the winds howled through there hollowed core. The road was covered with a scattering of cars, discarded, raided, burnt out. The entire city held an air of death, of loneliness.<br/><br/>The gas station stood surrounded by a number of tightly crowded buildings, its walls were cracked with age and disrepair, the pumps rusted and decayed. Inside the building, moving amongst the tattered and barren shelves was a figure, something human in shape but barely moving, hidden in the cool shadows that the roof provided.