Chapter 5

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We walked for around 30 minutes until we reached our destination. "We're here." He pushed me down on the cold ground. I hit my head, hard. I got up and looked at the entrance. It loomed over me, like a taller person. There was a U-shaped building, and connecting the inside of the u were walls as tall as houses. The metal walls had guard towers made out of old construction equipment. "Open the gates!" A voice hollered. The large walls opened. They slid behind the walls and the two men dragged me in. I was limp and couldn't move all to well. I nearly fell asleep twice. Before I knew it, I was in some sort of throne room. There was a school bus with the middle top left torn out. A man about 60 sat in the middle of it. Beside him stood a girl and a masked man. The girl was around 20 and had pink marks under her eyes and on her nose. She had jet black hair and wore leopard spotted leggings, and had a bronze chest plate. The man wore a metal skeleton mask, and had a Northern Canada Hockey Jersey on. He also seemed really jumpy and like a little kid almost. He had football pads on and his hair was wild and crazy. The man in the middle had a statue's head as a helmet on. He wore at least three layers of coats and had multiple medals on them. He took off his helmet. He had a bald head with hair around the bottom half. "Have a little decency, would you." The middle man had a voice like Michael Ironside. A chair was brought up and I immediately sat down. "Thank you. May I?" I pointed down towards a tray of cigars that had been put beside me on a table along with a couple other miscellaneous items. "Oh yes, that's fine. Now just  because civilization is over doesn't mean we don't have to act civilized, now does it?" He let out a deep chuckle. "Now what is your name?" He questioned. "Roman." I replied . "That is a good name. The rome exhibit is where I got this here helmet." "I have a question for your little friends." "Oh let me introduce them," he pointed to the man in the mask, "this young mans name is... well he really doesn't have one. People just call him Skeletron." He pointed towards the other one. "Her name is Erica. She helps our around here." "Nice to meet you." I said nodding my head. Erica smiled while Skeletron did nothing. "Now, we can chat all you want after you answer a couple more questions." I was silent. "Where are you from?" "Queens." "Oh thats not too far from here. Now, how old are you?" "26. And a half." He jotted down some notes." Ok finally, would you like to join our little settlement? You seem fit enough to be a soldier." I scoffed, "Whatever doesn't get me killed."

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