Ashes and dust that was what this world had turned into~ But ashes and dust is a perfect fertilizer for what humanity desperately once tried to kill~ Nature!
Mick was standing before the remnants of a flower shop and what surprised of what he saw. Green vines and flowers of all kind were flowing onto the street before, originally Mick wanted to head straight to the church but this curious, beautifull and strange place caught him like some plants are catching flies. He did not only had the urge but the need to investigate this shop.
The front windows were broken and thick greenish bushes flowed onto the streets, weirdly the former door was spared and embraced those willingly to enter, with a dark hole in the midst of the green and red, yellow and pink dotted mixture of plants and flowers.
As Mick got closer he noticed the perfect size of the hole and so realized that it was not natural, the plants there did not had any chance to grow thanks to repeating access through this entrance. Mich entered the green hell and it suddenly went dark around him, only few light was able to enter through the entrance and his eyes have yet to accustom to the darkness, it was like the plants absorbed every ray of light. As Mick was finally and to see something he saw nothing more than wild growing plants and then....on the other side a counter, maybe it was worth cheking.
Mick took another step and suddenly felt something breaking under his foot step, the sound was dry and hollow like that of a brench but...Mick looked down and saw that this was...not a branch.....it was too thick...too white...and too bone like.
He lowered down and got into his knees, those bones were big and Mick did not really bother from what they were, he just saw they were big and clean...which means something has gnawn them off and he doubted it was a rat since he suddenly noticed more and more bones around him...this was not a flower shop anymore, this was a grave..or a layer. Mick quickly headed for the counter and grabbed what he first noticed, a screw-driver and a roll of steel wire. Whatever was dragging the bones here was not here and so Mick made sure to leave the shop quickly but not without anything. He made it outside safely and nothing was waiting there for him either, with a sigh of relief he continued his walk towards the town's church. He was tugging on his scarf and made it cover his face, he had an uneasy feeling the moment he finally saw the church in front of him, he didn't knew why but he seemed to missed something. Inside of the church was light but it was quiet...strange...weird.
What Mick missed to notice were the traces of a charriot wheels leafing from the church to the flower shop....