The darkness outside was absolute, a heavy blanket that suffocated the city.
Emily peered into the void, her eyes straining to pick out any detail.
The ruins of the schoolhouse loomed above them, a skeletal sentinel that cast long, ominous shadows.
"Alright, let's move," Emily whispered, shouldering her rifle.
Lena and Marcel fell in behind her, their footsteps quiet on the rubble-strewn ground.
Julian brought up the rear, his eyes scanning their surroundings with a mixture of paranoia and professionalism.
Their mission was to scavenge for medical supplies, and Lena had identified a potential target – a Covenant forward camp on the outskirts of Sector Nine.
The camp was rumored to have a fully stocked medical bay, but it was also heavily guarded.
As they navigated the ruins, Emily's senses were on high alert.
