Chapter 3

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Despite the loud noises, all traces of humanity seemed to vanish as they stepped outside the alleyway. The whole place was trashed up, it wasn't something Selever had ever seen before.

"Huh.. this place looks like shit." Rasazy could only nod despite her distaste in his vocabulary.

Selever put a hand on his side, slowly walking around. The alley was much better now, in his opinion. This place was a trash-dump. Humans were frail as well, but he concluded there were some inside a building somewhere.

"Hey, Selever."
"What?"
"Look over there." 

His younger sibling had pointed towards a familiar place, it looked like their Parents' church.

"I bet you can't get there before I can," he taunted, running across the damp, empty streets.

He did infact win the 17-second race, and now got a better look at it.

"Oh fuck."

It looked terrible, windows busted and splintered paint. Rasazy walked inside despite this.

"Come on," She demanded.

Selever followed, the darkness and ominous aura changing his feelings about this.

"I'm checking out the basement, you look here," She once again said sternly, quickly walking down the creaking steps nearby.

"Ugh. I guess I'll just take a fu-"

The gun clicked  behind him, enough to stop him.


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