Paula's Plight
The burnt, rusted hulks of vehicular wreckage blocked the highway, mirrored the gridlock of a previous world. Most still held the bones and leavings of registered owners.
The burnt, rusted hulks of vehicular wreckage blocked the highway, mirroring the gridlock of a previous world. Most still held the bones and leavings of registered owners.
There were survivors, wandering the highway map to places with greatly reduced populations.
None of the sudden nomads bothered anymore to check for salvageable items. What the comet hadn’t consumed, rioters had ransacked, razed or ruined.