under a blue sky

As far as his eyes can see, Tuck observes the old and forgotten buildings. Where creeping growths consume the heights of them. Rusted corpses of vehicles crowd the streets and parking lots. Glass and debris are littered everywhere. Leaning or torn street signs are barely readable. Though, Tuck didn't need the signs to know where he was going.

After observing the streets, Tuck carefully made his way through them. Until he found an old market in similar condition to the other buildings. He pulled up his mask and clicked on a flashlight. Tuck pulls the door partially open. Peeking, before he slips inside the store.

Inside, there's a barricade of shopping carts. Tuck made his way around them, eyeing the checkout lanes that are empty. Old registers emptied, computers torn and loose wires bleeding out of them. The rest of the store had similar damage. Some shelves were plucked clean, while others remained. Tuck shone his flashlight, looking for useful items.

Or fun ones…

"Oh, this is gol