Mike Lake liked to think he was a force to be reckoned with. But as the girl - Zoe - runs, he finds that she was really the force to be reckoned with. She sprinted through the rubble with a familiarity most lacked, leaping over and ducking under obstacles. He follows, barely able to keep sight of her green jacket and blonde hair.
Eventually, she stops, turning to face him. As he approaches, her emerald eyes light up in a smile. "It's down here," she says, tapping the ground with her foot. At his skeptical look, she reaches down and pulls up the ground with her hand. Trapdoor. "Great disguise, right? I even forget where it is, sometimes."
"Yeah," Mike mumbles as he begins the descent down a ladder. "How'd you find this place?"
"It's the basement of an old building," Zoe responds. "Over time, the grass and grime have gotten over it, disguising it. I just took advantage of it by adding the trapdoor and blocking off the original entrance."
They both hop down to land on concrete flooring. Mike takes a look around. It wasn't exactly decked out, so to say. But, for 2150, this was pretty nice. He lets out a low whistle. "Nice."
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Twenty-One-Fifty
AdventureThe world is a strange place. At least, in 2150 it is. So futuristic, yet so unpolished. Two teens run into each other while scavenging for food to survive. Being left on your own as a kid definitely does some things to you. He doesn't know who she...
