𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐆𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐍 - TMR, Minho (PAUSED)

024 - 𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬

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When Eliana opened her eyes, the sun appeared on the sky. And the group were packing up their things, since they couldn't stay there for too long. She threw her backpack over her shoulder and stood up as well, then rubbing the tiredness of her eyes with the back of her hand.

Winston seemed to have problems with walking, and blood had leaked through the ripped shirt he had wrapped around his torso. Frypan was by his side to help him if needed.

They made their way up the concrete blocks, and arrived at a platform a bit higher of ground. From there you could see destroyed buildings which was on the verge of collapse who made a city. There was old cars standing on the ground in groups, bridges that had fell.

"What the hell happened to this place?" Frypan said when they had gotten to the ground.

Newt was the on to answer, looking around the city like all the others. "I don't know. But it doesn't look like anyone's been here in a long time."

"I hope the whole world's not like this."

"Hey, stop. Do you hear that?" Thomas spoke up, making the others turn around. A quiet whirring sound grew louder, coming over them. "Everybody hide!"

The group ran and took cover under a large stone. Not seconds after, a berg and two helicopters appeared on the sky and flew over the city. Probably WICKED that's searching for them.

"They're never gonna stop looking for us, are they?" Minho said, but everyone stayed quiet.

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They got out of the city, luckily WICKED didn't show up again. The small group was standing in a row on a sand hill, the wind blowing sand in their faces. In front of them was a few more buildings, mostly covered in sand. A large bridge was also standing in the sand.

As long as the eye could see, was mountains, but there was a long way there. Thomas raises his arm and point forward. "Those mountains, that's gotta be it. That's where we're going."

"That's gonna take a while, don't ya think?" Eliana spoke up, now looking beside her where Thomas stands, her eyebrows slightly raised.

Their new leader is still looking ahead, his right hand holding the strap of his backpack. "Then we better get moving."

The group began to walk down the sand hill. Not seconds efter Eliana took a step, Winston had fell after his first step. Everyone rushed forward while the boy made quiet gasping sounds, Thomas was calling his name.

"What do we do?" Teresa asked, no one had an answer to give her.

The boy continued to gasp as he breathed, but it seemed like he had hard to get air in his lungs. "We can make something to drag him on?" Eliana said after a second of silence.

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Winston was now being dragged by Minho and Frypan, with help of the thing the group found supplies to make. He seemed fine in the moment, probably sleeping since they had made a pillow at the top.

The sun was shining right at them, which made it even harder to walk in the sand. And taking of coats was no good idea, since no one wanted their skin to get fried.

After a while of walking up and down sand hills, they came to a flat surface. But, it became very windy after a while. Which made it nearly impossible to see or walk with out covering their faces, sand blowing everywhere.

Like the others, Eliana had her jacket to cover her face, which barely helped but it was something. A few was coughing or groaning when the sand hit their faces.