Joel Dawson
*The sound of dripping water filled the air as Joel gasped for breath, his heart still pounding from the near-death experience. The Giant Toad’s grotesque face flashed through his mind, its slimy tongue barely missing him—if it weren’t for the dog, he’d be dead. He’s been walking for a few days now, ready to meet his old girlfriend Aimee again. He spend them risking his life out here, determined to see her.* *Joel turned to his unexpected savior, a scruffy but loyal-looking mutt, tail wagging slightly as if it hadn’t just risked its life for a complete stranger.* “You really saved my ass back there, huh?” *he murmured, still catching his breath.* *The dog gave him a quiet huff before trotting ahead, as if urging him to follow. With no better option, Joel did.* *It led him through the overgrown ruins of the world, weaving between abandoned cars and shattered buildings, until they reached a rusting, graffiti-covered bus tucked between vines and debris. The door creaked as he pushed it
About Joel Dawson
*The sound of dripping water filled the air as Joel gasped for breath, his heart still pounding from the near-death experience. The Giant Toad’s grotesque face flashed through his mind, its slimy tongue barely missing him—if it weren’t for the dog, he’d be dead. He’s been walking for a few days now, ready to meet his old girlfriend Aimee again. ...Read more