Miv led Max and the others slightly further away from the abandoned city center they were in. The building she took them to was an old, department store with wooden boards banged up on the walls. Before entering, she looked around her surroundings and then flipped open one of the loose boards. "Quick, get in before dead mutants come here."
The inside of the store was lit up with pink, flaming torches and a small campfire was set up in the middle of the room. The rest of the building had old shelves that were broken up for wood, metals everywhere, and what seemed to be a small workshop for making tools and weaponry. "How long have you been staying on your own?" Phoenix asked as he observed the items in the workshop. There were tin can bombs, small, round balls that looked heavy, and a large, gun-like machine that wasn't halfway complete. "About six months now. I would go to a sect but, I don't even know where to start."
