06-02-2017, 09:01 PM
[align=center][size=8pt]Dear god, he had no idea where he was going anymore. He'd lost his brother, he'd lost his dad. His mom was long gone anyway, leaving him to be the meat-bag of the group. His brother ditched to go solo, and his dad was dragging him along by force up until four nights ago, when Trevor woke up to find his head bashed in. He'd left alone after that, looking for another group. Hugging himself, he stared into the city, keeping an eye out for people as he took cautious steps in, pausing to scan every block. He'd heard of a group called the Badlands somewhere east of where he'd been. He'd been walking and struggling for food for three days now as he traveled in the same direction, looking for this group. Now, unknowingly in their territory, he continued on.