(cw!! bugs, worms, mould, body horror(?), eggs, egg laying in a body, mould, end of the world talk, overall bad guy shit)
You and Ziggy have packed up from the house, though you still haven't found any food for you two... but that is fine! it will have to be fine...
time to search for a store to get supplies at. you obviously need food but you also need new shoes, the boots youre wearing are worn through.
you look back at Ziggy, they always insist on grinding the remains of the haleef you kill. you dont know why but you could care less, its their energy they're burning.
they give one last stomp on the loose grey skin and shards of bone before turning to you and giving a thumbs up.
they walk up to you, silently asking which way you plan on leading them. you decide to just keep heading east, eventually you will hit either town or forest, and either one will work for what you are trying to gather.
you faintly feel the cold brush against your cheeks as you step out of the house, Ziggy in toe.
you clutch your bat tightly in your hand, putting your cleaver into its sheath at your hip, and creep around out of the town, pausing only slightly as you get met with another forest.
you turn to Ziggy to gather their opinion on where you should go, they only shrug their shoulders and start heading towards the tree line.
you nod and follow along, the muddy puddles on the ground catching your attention,
whenever you catch a glimpse of yourself in the water you look a lot more boney.
not in a "oh hey, i should really eat soon" kind of way, although that should be the case, its more of a "holy shit im a fucking skeleton" kind of way.
you just brush it off and continue walking, following Ziggy's lead until dusk approaches and you both decide to set up camp for the night,
you are extra careful to not to make to much noise, who knows how many haleefs are in here.
soon night falls, and Ziggy takes first shift, they quietly tell you that you need the sleep more, and saying that they will just stay up all night. so scratch that, they dont take first watch they take watch. period.
you protest slightly before caving, your left eye feels itchy.. but not on a surface level. if this itching was on your hand you would begin biting it to scratch the itch but unfortunately you cant do that on your face, so you just rub your eye and ignore it
you unfurl Rouge's pelt... the pelt you gathered. and place it on yourself, curling up under it and attempting to fall asleep
but sleep does not come easy. why would it? im in the middle of the end of the world, i shouldnt be able to relax with a snap of the fingers
you sit there for a long while before getting up. its new moon.. you could have sworn that shouldn't have been the case for tonight..
you glance around for Ziggy, they are nowhere to be seen. the cold of the night cutting into you harshly, you can't help but feel uneasy. but they could have just stepped away for a moment exactly! i dont know what they are doing! better to just go back to sleep!
despite the urge to fall asleep you stay awake, glancing around, searching for Ziggy... and they still dont apear anywhere.
now you are starting to get anxious, where are they?? it would be easier to recollect yo- my thoughts once i sleep, im no help to them when i cant even stand.
it smells so sickly sweet where you are, the smell of rotting fruits permeates the air, almost making you choke on the smell, (that shouldnt be. it should smell of rotting meat, bodies are all around you. not this sweet smell)
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