"Tell us what you see!"
A slightly excited, nasal, childlike male voice exclaimed.
"Yes, I want to know what things are like out there too..."
This time it was a delicate, sweet, childlike female voice.
Lucien, walking alone through the apocalyptic streets of the coastal city of Kaelor, wore a matching black set of pants, shirt, jacket, and sneakers. Everything matched, including his gloves, knee pads, elbow pads, shoulder pads, shin guards, makeshift armbands, and a dark blue American football helmet with a white moon print that belonged to a local team.
After hearing William and Nina's voices on the radio, he lifted the visor of his dark blue helmet, which was slightly obstructing his vision, looked around, and finally spoke:
"It looks like one of those scenes from an apocalyptic movie we used to watch..."
"Cars are blocking the streets, many shops and buildings are burned, and corpses of people and animals are scattered everywhere. The smell was horrible a few days ago..."
