He was running through the streets of what used to be New York. He had to get to the undergound city by midnight, at least that is what they told him. Midnight is five hours from now but how does he get there? The map he was given is practically useless with it's age. He stops in an ally to look at the map. He brings it closer to his worried face, his eyes narrow and his lips pursed as he tries to interpret what part of the map he can see. His destination seems to be North of his current location, finding the North Star, he decides it would be best to follow it, wispering with hope in his voice, "Five hours left." Time quickly ticking by his walk turned into a frantic stumble as the man pressed his way to find the opening to the underground city. Midnight is now upon and the man is still above ground and hears a quick boom then nothing.
7 p.m.
In a big city
Nervous but on a mission
A map of the underground city
He has a worried look, black eyes
"Five hours left."
He was running through the streets of what used to be New York. He had to get to the undergound city by midnight, at least that is what they told him. Midnight is five hours from now but how does he get there? The map he was given is practically useless with it's age. He stops in an ally to look at the map. He brings it closer to his worried face, his eyes narrow and his lips pursed as he tries to interpret what part of the map he can see. His destination seems to be North of his current location, finding the North Star, he decides it would be best to follow it, wispering with hope in his voice, "Five hours left." Time quickly ticking by his walk turned into a frantic stumble as the man pressed his way to find the opening to the underground city. Midnight is now upon and the man is still above ground and hears a quick boom then nothing.