A fox could be seen, silently running through the abandoned and destroyed streets of the city. In his paw, tightly held, was a .44 Magnum he got from a fallen soldier. The vulpine stopped, looking around, his ears moving from one side to another on his head, searching for the source of a sound. "D-dang..." he said in a low voice, looking around. Seeing an abandoned building near-by, he ran into it, hiding behind a pillar. He peeked by the side of the pillar... the sound was getting closer, and the fox's grip on the gun tightened. After some moments, he saw some kind of monster walking by the door. Luckily, it didn't go into the building. The young vulpine sighed in relief, sitting on the floor. Thank you... he thought, staying hidden behind the pillar.
