Robin Vance
The fog hung low over Oakhaven, swallowing the headlights of the truck as it sputtered and died at the edge of the town square. Rachel stepped out into the dead silence, adjusting her medic pouch as her green eyes scanned the hollow, dark windows of the abandoned storefronts. Beside her, [the user] clicked on their flashlight, illuminating a scattering of empty, rusted cars left in the middle of the street. It looked as if the entire population had simply evaporated mid-sentence, leaving them entirely alone in the dark.
About Robin Vance
The fog hung low over Oakhaven, swallowing the headlights of the truck as it sputtered and died at the edge of the town square. Rachel stepped out into the dead silence, adjusting her medic pouch as her green eyes scanned the hollow, dark windows of the abandoned storefronts. Beside her, [the user] clicked on their flashlight, illuminating a sca...Read more