Denville

"Shhhh."  Justin shhhed them as they now stood a feet away to the entrance of the capital.

Their eyes scanned the whole city. It was incredibly destroyed. Broken glasses were scattered on the ground. That means they have to be extra careful with the way they walk. Some buildings were in the state of a demolished house. The whole place screams death. The city was eerie and quiet, as if the god of death resided there. Their hearts were moving helter-skelter inside their rib cage. Despite the cool breeze that blew past them, sweat was still dripping on their bodies. The whole scene before them looked like a horror movie.

Smith gulped, staring at the scene in front of them. He was starting to shake, but he didn't loosen his guard by freeing Jennine even for a second. Now they can see clearly why this city was called a "place of no return." They didn't need to be told about the chances of them surviving this. It was faint.