It hadn’t been a long walk—A couple or more hours or so, give or take—before seeing some structures ahead.

A box-like rectangular roof stood on two pillars and two smaller rectangular boxes distanced from each other sitting under it. An old filling station. Perpendicular to the structure sat a building. On the inside I could see the roof had caved in, the shelves were broken and rusted and a few rusted cans and plastics on around.. Both structures look, a wreck.

There are few buildings as well opposite the two, a bit of distance away. Maybe a small settlement. Far beyond that—well not too far even by my standard a—straight ahead I see a the usual tall buildings.

We—including the little beast would had kept following Iya—walk to the structure, standing between the structure with two pillars and the small settlement. It looks, deserted and there is a faint familiar smell drifting into my nose.

We make way into the place, the scent is getting strong.

The buildings were made of brick