[SEQUEL TO THE HOLLOW]
Darryl continued the journey that he and Zak started. He encounters many things along the way, good and bad, but manages to make his way through it all. Can Darryl make it home safely?
But there's something more to this all. A...
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The snow wasn't unbearable the next day, surprisingly. Yes, it was seemingly tall, but Darryl was ready for it. With a good night's sleep and good, positive thoughts, he felt he was ready for anything. He was determined to get as far as he possibly could in a day. Nothing would stop him and he wouldn't get distracted. Definitely not.
After a few hours of walking, Darryl came upon a small town. Darryl smiled and walked onto the streets of the small, abandoned town. And he wasn't going to get distracted. Not. At. All.
I should look in some of these buildings for supplies. There could be something useful. Darryl thought.
Damn it, Darryl.
Darryl clutched the straps of his backpack and his smile never faltered. He looked ahead with determination. He had a good feeling about this small town. He then made his way to the front door of the first building on his left. It was a concrete building, presumably a garage due to the massive garage doors. Obviously. But of course, the front door was locked. They always were. Darryl needed to find another way in. There could be useful stuff in there. Especially since it's a garage.
Darryl wasted no time relocating to the back. There was another door, thankfully. Darryl didn't even try to open the door due to the huge padlock. Just his luck. A thought ran through Darryl's mind that there was a possibility that the lock could be a fake one, a deception so no one goes inside the building. Darryl pulled on the lock, but it refused to budge. Looks like he wouldn't be getting in that building.
Darryl sighed and trudged up to the next one. The door was, surprisingly, unlocked. Well, I guess that makes up for it. Darryl shrugged. He turned the door handle and pushed the door open. It was dusty inside, just like every other building he's encountered. Darryl was forced to pull out his flashlight, coerced by the dark. There was nothing in the main area, really. All the shelves where there would be lots of supplies were empty.
He assumed that there might not be anything in the building, but it wasn't worth not checking out. The place must've been a shop of some sort, but was abandoned for some unknown reason, just like everything else. Why would a geomagnetic storm cause everyone to flee their homes? It just didn't make much sense to Darryl.
