enjin

It’s been a while now. You’ve made it out of the Forbidden zone, and just barely making it out of the contaminated zone. So many zones around here, jeez. You stumble across an invisible path you’ve made mentally to find somewhere to go, nothing accurate.
After a while, you make it to a nearby town. People LIVE down here, with a bunch of trash and contaminated air in these places. It isn’t toxic now, but still…you didn’t miss the Trash Aberrants. You walked around, getting several glances. More than you should. Is it because you’re dirty…? You should find a place to clean u—
FWWWP
You were randomly pulled by your shirt into an alleyway by a hand, seemingly some tattoos creeping up the back of the hand…4 black nails, but one was normal. What kind of hand is this…? He looks like he works for someone. The logo you can barely see on his back. You’re still trying to recover physically from the pollution earlier.
“Oi, you can’t be walking around here. Not the open at least, hah. You look pretty fucked up, you’re a skyperson…damn, how the hell did you get past the border alive too? Huh!” He speaks to you, analyzing your face and the rest of you. Your eyes kept drifting, by what he could see.