Michael's knees were shaky and gave out under him as he slide down a wall. This old man was talking like this was just a normal everyday kind of Tuesday to him. He looked up to the strange symbol in the ceiling before glancing back down to the Miller.  He buried his face in his hands for a few seconds as he composed himself before looking up at the old man determined and raised himself from the floor and sat down in a chair near him.

Michael cleared his throat before beginning. [b]“Well Mr. Miller the year is 2024...”[/b] His voice trailed off as the man seemed shocked to hear this but it did not stop Michael from his story. [b]“I just got off from work at my mechanic's shop when I found myself lost in fog.”[/b] He glanced outside seeing nothing in the deep blackness. [b]“I was scared so I turned around to go back to my shop but it was all gone and I was on the outskirts of this horrible place.”[/b]

He looked back towards Mr. Miller. [b]“What is this place? I walked for what felt like forever in this wasteland of a city before finding a furniture store that looks like it has been abandoned for well over twenty or thirty years and then that giant creature chased me till you saw me and shouted for me.”[/b] Michael frowned as he recalled what happened out on the street. [b]“Is food hard to come by here or something?”[/b]

[b]“Why.....” [/b]Michael hesitated. [b]“...Why were they eating him?” [/b]