Traversing abandoned shops was a skill he picked up on early, navigating his way to the back of the building quickly. As he pressed his forearm against the push-in door, he opened it only a smidge to first peek out.
It led into an empty parking lot with trash cans left filled and the back way into another shop just a quick dash across.
Finn opened the door completely, stepping into the back way that smelled of garbage; expired food and gunk.
"We're clear," he claimed, gesturing for them to follow.
The footsteps of the nearby giants continued to rumble. As he stood there, he could feel the vibrations emitting beneath his feet.
"They're close," Charlotte remarked worriedly, looking up.
From the power lines above, the perched birds scattered from the thunderous stomps reaching closer.
"Yeah," Finn said, moving without wasting any more time.
