lexahkiin
The side of the mountain was a dangerous place, snow making the surface slippy, rocks unstably attached, edging closer and closer to the edge, ready to fall. Evelyn stared below her; a mass of clouds met her eyes. She could see nobody else. She was stuck.
As we moved through Zone 1 to Zone 1B via the underground tunnels I began to see the destruction that had started not even a week ago. Towers and homes were set aflame, some people still running from the buildings, their skin scorched, spluttering and coughing for air. The enemy forces grabbed hold of them as the victims of the apocalyptic circumstances tried to run past, and marched them back to the dungeons beneath the city. Things were getting rough and out of control, and it was proving difficult to prevent.