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// Entry #36 
// Story: "Hey Twi..." 
// by Flint-Lock 
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 I’m walking the empty streets alone. 

The city’s in ruins. Streets cracked to pieces, weeds sprouting everywhere. Buildings are boarded up; some are starting to fall apart. Cars have turned to solid rust.

Whats’ really creepy is the silence. No planes flying overhead, no rumble of cars, can’t even hear any birds. Only sound is faint buzzing from the remaining street lights. 

Need to leave. Will Hitchhike to nearby town.