Death and destruction
Allow me to introduce myself I'm Carl Barbary and I am a convicted criminal living in what is now the post apocalyptic
city of Carbonarium. It is every bit as hellish as one might imagine.I haven't bathed or shaved lately luckily my whiskers grow slowly and sparse.
I have to defend myself against god knows what is out there, including those who are after me for a crime I didn't commit in the first place. I have heard many beastly sounding things out there particularly at night.My only source of light is an old torch I have managed to light with a flint and some old steel from a wreck. I've also fashioned crude weapons from the same wreckage.
The landscape before me is as varied as if I were on another planet. Part dense impenetrable jungle and part expansive ruins from some former city destroyed by the explosion.
As I make my way over the next rise I see the remains of a blackened destroyed forest with large patches of gray ash.Then over the next rise the skeletal remains of a structure.
And then I saw it the beastly looking creature made my heart race and my breath stop simultaneously. It seemed at times to walk upright like a man and then down on all fours like a simian beast. I felt an almost instant sense of endearment to it because of its human qualities. It seemed to exhibit a human like capacity for emotion it looked curiously at me and whined like a dog. I felt remorse and I started to believe the accusation that I was partly responsible for the destruction around me.
Then I almost made a fatal mistake I tried to approach it. Just as I was close enough to see into its green, hair ringed eyes it let out a vicious snarl baring wicked looking sharp teeth. Quick as lightning it lunged at me tearing my long sleeve shirt with its sharp claws. Then it looked at my eyes and whined softly. It's eyes looked as if it regretted what it had done.
All of a sudden there was a thunderous crash through the remains of dense underbrush to my left there were at least twenty more of them rushing toward me. Racing out of the brush like a horde of bloodthirsty barbarians.
There was no doubt they were headed straight for me, yelling out their spine tingling cries
city of Carbonarium. It is every bit as hellish as one might imagine.I haven't bathed or shaved lately luckily my whiskers grow slowly and sparse.
I have to defend myself against god knows what is out there, including those who are after me for a crime I didn't commit in the first place. I have heard many beastly sounding things out there particularly at night.My only source of light is an old torch I have managed to light with a flint and some old steel from a wreck. I've also fashioned crude weapons from the same wreckage.
The landscape before me is as varied as if I were on another planet. Part dense impenetrable jungle and part expansive ruins from some former city destroyed by the explosion.
As I make my way over the next rise I see the remains of a blackened destroyed forest with large patches of gray ash.Then over the next rise the skeletal remains of a structure.
And then I saw it the beastly looking creature made my heart race and my breath stop simultaneously. It seemed at times to walk upright like a man and then down on all fours like a simian beast. I felt an almost instant sense of endearment to it because of its human qualities. It seemed to exhibit a human like capacity for emotion it looked curiously at me and whined like a dog. I felt remorse and I started to believe the accusation that I was partly responsible for the destruction around me.
Then I almost made a fatal mistake I tried to approach it. Just as I was close enough to see into its green, hair ringed eyes it let out a vicious snarl baring wicked looking sharp teeth. Quick as lightning it lunged at me tearing my long sleeve shirt with its sharp claws. Then it looked at my eyes and whined softly. It's eyes looked as if it regretted what it had done.
All of a sudden there was a thunderous crash through the remains of dense underbrush to my left there were at least twenty more of them rushing toward me. Racing out of the brush like a horde of bloodthirsty barbarians.
There was no doubt they were headed straight for me, yelling out their spine tingling cries
