The streets got worse the closer we got to Rongdu South and the closest Costco.
Well... I guess 'worse' was subjective.
I mean, there was worse as in too many potholes.
There was worse as in screaming people, explosions or people running around begging for help.
And then there was worse as in.. 'oh fuck... that's not good.'
Everywhere you looked, there were empty cars that were half swallowed by grass and vines. A bus had been abandoned across two lanes with its windows shattered and small white flowers blooming from the seats inside.
I mean... it COULD be worse... The plants had not taken over everything.
But they were definitely running for election on a 'kill all the humans' platform.
A vine curled through the open door of a pharmacy while the sign above it flickered weakly even though half the letters were already dead.
A tree was growing out of an apartment building... and on its branches, skeletons hun like some type of Christmas ornaments.
