“Honestly? I wouldn’t even call this living.” He frowned and moved on his feet some, beginning to feel restless. “But it’s better off than being dead or… worse.” Mariano knew that he’d rather be dead somewhere than wandering around as a corpse. It was terrifying to think that it was their best alternative now.
“We’re surviving... it’s... what we do now.” Angelo frowned as his eyes followed Mariano, knowing exactly what he was thinking. Living as one of those things out there... Angelo hoped he would never come to that, that none of them ever came to that. “Come on...” He said after a moment, “We should get some air.”













