Back in the car, they watched as the gates silently disappeared, revealing that the mechanism was ingrained into the stone walls. As soon as they drove past the mountains, a fishy smell invaded their noses. A thick fog attempted in vain to hide the colossal buildings, which stuck out solemnly, evoking the image of gigantic guardians protecting their land. Roads ironically seemed to tear apart the city rather than connecting every corner, and from their cracks emerged nature, undefeated, reclaiming the empty paths: not a single abandoned truck, motorbike or regular car as far as Luna was allowed to see with her growing myopia and the fog.

 

    ”This just keeps getting worse.” Her complaints met no end. She recoiled her body as if missing a large shell to hide inside.

    ”Too late to back out now!” he said while stepping on the gas.

    ”I objected to this minutes ago!” she yelled, grabbing onto anything she could find not only to balance herself but to obtain some very needed emotional support. The brunette couldn't even begin to process where she was and how many different completely unpredictable scenarios might happen.

 

    The car raced against the very force imposing resistance on its advances, flying towards the city ruins where buildings showed just how tall they could stand. Visibility got reduced to a few meters ahead by a thick fog and the smell of sea intensified on a straight road.