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Looking into the mirror you had gotten as a gift a while ago, you grinned, at nothing in particular. You examined your clothing, the grey sweatpants and the dark blue shirt you had picked out, both highlighting your features perfectly. Your dark black colored hair and green eyes complimented them perfectly. Today would just be another day, at least that's what you thought. Your alarm clock beeped somewhat startling you due to its unexpectedness, 10:35 A.M. The time on the clock.
You slowly felt the warm fabric in between your fingers and smiled. Your round, plump ass and C cup sized breasts always made you the envy of people, men, and women alike. The feeling you got when you'd catch people staring at them, always made you feel great, knowing you could get whatever you wanted my manipulating and flaunting your features. Your confident personality, adaptability to new circumstances, and creative idea's only aided in that.
Then you woke up, another dream of your lost past. You look over at the clock, now broken, and the mirror, cracked and shattered. Both reminders of your once happy lifestyle. That was two years ago before the pandemic swept the nation and destroyed your way of life. Even to this day, it's hard to believe that in a matter of months the majority of the world could be exterminated like that, like a wildfire that spreads out of control.
Following that, the anarchy and suffering the tagged along, you were lucky enough to survive thus far. Thinking about it, maybe you being a female had something to do with your luck. Women were a commodity now, one that many people seek to gain. Never willingly either. Women, now a valuable resource, often didn't have to fear the painful murders that other survivors did, but rather the suffering of being held captive, and used in nefarious ways.
Not everyone was like that though, not everyone viewed women the same. Some communities took in women when they could, protecting and feeding them if possible. That was what gave people hope, gave you hope, in the remains of this desolate world. Women and men alike fight tooth and nail to get refuge in these locations, which were often hidden away from the rest of society in remote areas.
You're lucky enough to live in a suburban area that doesn't receive attention or visiters often. While the roving gangs basically owned the inner city, they rarely wander into your neighborhood, and this gives you sanctuary, at least somewhat in your eyes. The times you have to leave your sanctuary, in search of supplies, those were always moments you dreaded.
One wrong move, one action too late, or one failed reaction, your world as you know it could be over. No, not dead, but instead now owned by another person, and treated as such. That's always why you hated leaving, why you try to find one of those sanctuary locations, but your efforts, fruitless. That's your only desire, to get into one of those locations.
Today you'd have to leave the neighborhood. Your supply of food and water, while sufficient, was running low and it'd be better to top off on it rather than wait till the last second. Grabbing your backpack, and some bartering items you left your shelter, carefully closing the door behind you and walking down the street, listening to the birds chirping and the soft blowing of the wind.
For the most part, the neighborhood was deserted, only some stray animals and some people, huddled around fires, trying to keep themselves warm in the chilly winter air. You always hated it when winter came, each season it brought struggles to survive. The lack of food and supplies forced you to stock up before snowfall, and over the months and years, you continuously were forced to expand your scavenging further from home, due to everything being looted.
You'd have to walk a little under 3 miles to get to your first stop, where you hope some supplies would be waiting, overlooked by other scavengers. The first obstacle in your path; the highway. To get their and back before nightfall, when the worse of the gangs came out, you'd have to use the highway for part of your trip. Not only did gangs often use it to find their marks, other groups and people often held control of the highways, controlling passage for "favors".
Passing each house with a slow, careful pace, you took in your surroundings, a luxury you didn't often have when you were running for your life. The few wrecked cars on the roads, emergency service vehicles littering the streets, and triage centers dotted your journey as you continued to near the highway. Eventually, the colorful scenario of the parks and housing gave way to the dull, gray, utilitarian river of pavement, the road you're walking merging with it like a river tributary.
You could see the first warning signs of the almost hell-like environment you'd be walking when you noticed the blood-stained pavement, the occasional bullet casing, and hole. Likely the work of one of the more vicious gangs, or some desperate scavengers fighting over a can of food. Disregarding that you continued to push on, following the highway down its winding path.
"Where do you think you're going," a voice from behind you startling you, "It isn't safe for a pretty lady like you out here."
Practically jumping out of your skin you saw the person the voice was connected to, a burly man maybe just 10 yards from you. This is always what you feared, an unknown man surprising you, so far from your sanctuary. If he had hostile intent, you'd be powerless to stop him, being shorter, smaller, and almost certainly weaker then him, you're the best chance would be to run, but he might catch you anyways.
"Listen, I don't want any trouble, I'm just trying to survive like anyone else"
Approaching you slowly, you feel your heartbeat slowly start picking up in pace, alarmed at the turn of events. You'd have a very short window of opportunity to decide if you'd stay or run. Running was the most obvious choice, so obvious it's likely that the man was probably prepared for you to run. But if you stayed, you might escape unharmed, or not as harmed as if you fled, after all, you truly did not know this man's intention.
"Well, a girl like you should be cautious around here, with all these gangs of bad men, just looking to do harm to a pretty girl like you. You know; matter of fact, maybe you need a strong man to protect you out here"
That almost settles it for you. You have no more time to think and debate your choices, you either run or stay, but you have to decide now...
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