[color=92278f]Noirville[/color]

Finally, a breath of fresh air. Leon pulled himself out of the manhole, and was thankful he could leave the dark tunnels behind. The sun was slowly rising in the east, coloring the streets in light orange tones. The zombies would still be around, the boy knew, but at least there wouldn't be as many. He checked the street he was standing in, and spotted what seemed to be a PokeMart not too far ahead. Supplies were running short, so checking the place out wouldn't hurt. Packing away his flashlight, Leon made his way to the store, his Heracross still keeping up behind him.