She gives Abby a quick punch to the shoulder and then turns to wade through some tall grass, looking for supplies. More bodies, maybe. She can imagine grass growing up around some old corpse and totally hiding it.
It's quiet out here, except for the sound of them walking, the buzz of insects. Calm enough to feel like they're alone out here, even though Clarisse knows they're not really. Anything could be in the buildings around here, waiting for something to wake it up.
She bends to pick up something that was maybe a boot at one point, but there's nothing around to suggest there might be anything useful nearby. She chucks it off to the side.
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She gives Abby a quick punch to the shoulder and then turns to wade through some tall grass, looking for supplies. More bodies, maybe. She can imagine grass growing up around some old corpse and totally hiding it.
It's quiet out here, except for the sound of them walking, the buzz of insects. Calm enough to feel like they're alone out here, even though Clarisse knows they're not really. Anything could be in the buildings around here, waiting for something to wake it up.
She bends to pick up something that was maybe a boot at one point, but there's nothing around to suggest there might be anything useful nearby. She chucks it off to the side.