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You take one last look at the small building and head out looking for another place to search for treasure. Walking along the mossy road you start to wonder if this is how you're going to live the rest of your life. Alone and hungry?? That doesn't sound very fun, keeping in mind that you are (y/o) you have so much to do and see.. well at least whats left.


You walk on for about a hour and finally come across a market, a grocery store perhaps. You know its not a good idea but you're still so hungry you have no choice but to take a look. You walk up to the broken down door and burnt, cracked windows. Taking a peak you notice.. everything is gone. 'FUCK' someone got there before you. New York is a big city and you know that you aren't the only survivor, but knowing that there are people close by or that there were people here worries you. You know that they will kill you for your cloths, weapons, food, water.. anything they can get their hands on. Now you're not gonna lie to yourself and say that you're way different from them. You know that you'd do the same if you were as desperate as they are.

Groaning in frustrating you walk away in search of a better place to raid. You adjust your gas mask and walk off.

VICTORY!!! You find another restaurant, it hasn't been raided yet so maybe lady luck hasn't left you after all. You fine 2 cans of non-spoiled food and put them in your bag taking them with you. Thats enough don't you think?? 

*skip to chapter 6 to go home*

*skip to chapter 7 to keep looking for food*  


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