It was dusk. The road was deserted except for green bushes, trees, and some warehouses that seemed to have been dumped for over two decades.
Walking down the deserted road were five thin and malnourished children dressed in haggard and torn clothing, with dirt sticking to their clothes, faces, and bodies. They seemed to haven't taken their bath for a few days.
Despite the five children's tired and hungry expressions, they stuck together, their hands holding each other as they walked down the lonely road.
Upon seeing a large ditch ahead, the five children decided to cross to the other side of the road to continue their walk with the hope of finding a house nearby, someone, or a car, but they knew it was hardly possible.
This side of the country is a no-go zone for humans since it's rumored to be a dangerous place.
Without bothering to look to the right or left, the tired children began to cross the road to the other side while panting weakly.
