Ellie's quiet a moment, pressing her lips together, looking off towards the fire.
"I remember hearing people talk about what it was like before the outbreak. The whole world that apparently existed. Like... I could see the ruins of everything. There were books, and art. Broken down museums and malls. I used to sneak out just to go through them."
Ellie fidgets with her fingers, her knuckles, then where they're missing.
"Joel used to tell me stories all the time about how it used to be. And I thought I knew what it was like, but. Getting to see it was something else. I'd had no idea."
She scoffs under her breath.
"Nothing prepares you for something like standing in a grocery store produce section. Or seeing Times Square."
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Ellie's quiet a moment, pressing her lips together, looking off towards the fire.
"I remember hearing people talk about what it was like before the outbreak. The whole world that apparently existed. Like... I could see the ruins of everything. There were books, and art. Broken down museums and malls. I used to sneak out just to go through them."
Ellie fidgets with her fingers, her knuckles, then where they're missing.
"Joel used to tell me stories all the time about how it used to be. And I thought I knew what it was like, but. Getting to see it was something else. I'd had no idea."
She scoffs under her breath.
"Nothing prepares you for something like standing in a grocery store produce section. Or seeing Times Square."