(OOC:http://www.thefurryforum.com/forums/index.php?topic=25073.0)
A she-wolf strolled through the ruins of the city. Drawings of artist's thoughts and dreams (along with some profanity) still littered the walls despite the wear and tear that the city suffered throughout the years. Lucida felt homesick despite the fact that she is looking at her own apartment, or rather, the plot of land that used to be her apartment. Memories that she learn't to forget involuntarily rushed at her like a wave of emotions. She flipped a coin and looked back at the camp where she left her bike and equipment. She'll have to move soon, night was approaching and being dead wasn't going to help her in survive longer.
While packing her essentials, Lucida's bike roared to life, telling her that it was excited to speed along the empty streets. She grinned and grabbed her backpack and got her bike"It's alright kitty, we'll get you some food as soon as we can okay?" The bike purred as Lucida clutched the handle and started up the engine, green fire sputtered from it's exhaust pipe while the headlights glowed blue. "It's going to be another bloody Monday night." She thought as decaying hands extended from the walls of the city while screams of agony echoed through the city. They're coming.
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