Somewhere outside Chicago
The cold pitch black night made things almost invisible but where sight was useless, sound would make up for the lost sense. Heavy footsteps in began making their way toward the city of Chicago, the heavy panting and the cold breath of the two individuals could be heard in their vicinity as they ran from something. A small horde of disgustingly grotesque humanoid beings, the mutated people, sprinting after the two individuals, shrieking loudly as they ran. They ran as fast as they could, still the mutants seemed to be gaining on them, though the horde was great distance behind them the creatures would catch up.
The entrance to the city was in sight and the two saw their safe haven for the time being. What other choice did they really have, they would die if they chose to fight, they'd be swarmed within seconds, there were way too many for them. The two began to run down the street, going toward a car park that was straight ahead, they were just out of sight, they banked right and ran into it, hiding behind a mass of rubble. The two stay absolutely quiet, refraining from coughing as they were pelted by the concrete dust. In the presence of a beast with low guttural growls and snarls they froze as it began sniffing the area, not even daring to sweat as it would give the smallest hint of humanity. The creature that survivors of the city called a Prowler was right in the faces of them both, their breaths still and withheld as the creature shrieked loudly. It ran off, catching scent of maybe another, they knew one thing, they were home free.
One sighed quietly, the fear he felt in that moment was unparalleled with any war he had experienced in his life. Even under the mask he wore, his fear could be heard, it was subtle but it was heard. He turned to his companion, another soldier but from a different regiment and company. He was an artillery sergeant, too bad they didn't have any weapons. "Y-you think they're all gone Jay?" He said, speaking to his only friend in the horrific situation. He wondered what his take was on the situation, though they were two of a different unit they still respected one another as soldiers. He began to calm down but stayed at his crouched position. "What's our next move sergeant? He asked Jay in a calm tone, one that did not waver like his previous one.