Joel Miller -RP-
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*The city is now nothing else but ruins; mother nature is taking back what was hers. Falling down builings, abandoned shops and areas. The whole state of America is a battleground where only the strongest one survives.
Joel Millers, aged 45, was walking between the silent streets where Clickers and else roam. Weapon in hand, backpack on shoulders, he was determined to get some food before that the night falls.*