Seeing the distant street light gave me hope. There has to be somebody keeping the power on in this town. Why else would there be one on. Approaching the light I could see blood cover the stree. It was dark and crusty, flaking up here and there. What ever happened here was violent, and done quite a while ago. I stopped looking to my left and right, wondering what could be out there. What could have done this, and why is there so much blood. Don’t stop keep moving is what came to mind. Making it through the night looks harder then ever now. Imagining the carnage that happened underneath my feet just makes the night go longer. Tomorrow is where I am headed, you can only wish for tomorrow and a brighter day. Continuing to walk I see more and more lights down the street. Faint noises are becoming apparent as I more toward more lights. Banging, grinding, smashing and hammering. As if somebody in the distance is building something. Possibly something the produces outcomes that I have just past. I must keep going, I have not seen a single person in the last 8 months. Surviving on my own is easy enough although with to many others it could become a competition that I may not want to join. I just need to know.

Keywords: blood – street