The hazy green air made the sky look pretty despite the fact that the world had gone to shit. The bomb had fallen two years ago and the radiation still hasn't disapated. The air wasn't safe to breathe for long periods of time and long exposure to the radiation could cause painful mutation. He kept his gas mask on, making sure to keep a safe distance away from the radiation zone. He kept his gun at the ready incase he ran into a violent mutant. He had been sent out on a supply run and he'd be damned if he came back empty handed. He steps into a house on the edge of the safe zone and starts to look around. He freezes when he hears soft footsteps behind him ,turning around to see no one there. He readies his gun, looking around. "Show yourself ,bastard."