We start down what used
to be State Street, heading towards the bridge that leads to the highway out of
the city.
If this was some fantasy
novel, or dystopian film we might refer to our destination as the ‘Far Away’,
or ‘The Great Colony’.
In my world, our world,
our destination was still just the suburbs.
As we walk towards the
bridge I glance at the scattered destruction around us. Cars are still on the street, all of them
looking like some never ending traffic jam.
Bags and other personal belongs, and a few decaying bodies of those who
had been killed first, litter the sidewalks.
How quickly my old life
had vanished.
One day I was worried
about the final in my Ancient History class, and the next…
I turn my eyes to the
road, trying to block the memories of my before, and instead focus on my
current.
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