"Get in now!" Alton yells, thrusting serval Moss away, holding the door open. Holding his hand out, he screamed to Sam. "Now!"
Sam leapt ahead, jumping over the Moss, using one as a stepping stoned crashing into the apartment complex. Slamming the door shut behind Alton froze the area, blocking off their attackers. Slumping down exhausted, Sam wiped her forehead, grumbling. "What the hell what that?"
"The Moss…. Pawns of the Garden controlled by Acceptance. They use people as vessels to consume their sin."
"Well, doesn't that sound peachy? A frozen dessert wasteland with those things wandering, just how much more has this guy got up his sleeve?" Sam questioned, pulling herself up giving Alton a hand.