| [A. ❖ Locked to 5718 Cunningham and surrounding houses]
[Belgium wakes up underneath a pile of rubble. Though she's quite shaken, she manages at least sit up after pushing the larger pieces of what appears to be chunks of roof off of her.]
What is...what's going on here?
[She forces herself up and looks through the remains of what was once her house and the street she lived on. She notices all the dead bodies strewn about outside.]
Is everyone okay? If you're alive just say something!
[B. ❖ Around Downtown...or what's left of it anyways.]
[The sight of the town being blown to smithereens was more a little unnerving. Belgium can be seen with a small, slightly crushed and chard, box she managed to dig out of her basement looting some of the piles of rubble that were once stores and restaurants for supplies.]
[C. ❖ What's left of the park.]
[For the past couple weeks, she's walked passed this park but never really stopped to admire it. Now, like the rest of the town, it is obliterated. Belgium sits on one of the downed trees contemplating what she's going to do now, and if everyone that she knows and didn't run into on her looting spree is okay.]
...maybe I should just form a rescue team or somet--[she coughs]--h-hing. |
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