In an alleyway, a boy lying on the ground starts to cough violently. Waking him up from his sleep, this air quality is absolute shit! He screamed in his thoughts.
He puts one hand over his mouth and the other hand over his nose to stop himself from breathing in the shitty air.
He starts looking around, where am I? He pondered. He began to recognize that he seemed to have somehow ended up in an alleyway. I was just studying for my math test next week. Did I get kidnapped ? But why would someone kidnap me ? I comefrom a middle-class family ,so they can't take me for ransom.
Or maybe they want to try selling my organs on the black market ? He realized something he had forgotten! Shitif they kidnapped me, then they probably also kidnapped my family!
Should I scream for help? No, that would just alert them! Then, my next best place to go would be a police station .
It was afternoon, 3:30 pm.
On the grounds of the alleyway were countless random items scattered around, from what he could see in his eyes. There were clothes, blankets, tissue boxes, broken glass, and even entire broken pieces of buildings.
Should I take something to carry with for self defense? No, they probably have multiple people and it would slow me down . He had stopped covering his mouth and nose, and started breathing in the dangerous air.
He kept running , and his vision started to become blurry. Why is my body so weak right now? Did they feed me drugs? Fucking psychos!
My vision is becoming even more blurry. It doesn't matter I still need to keep on running for help.
Clang!
Ahh, fuck it hurts!
I tried getting back up to continue sprinting. I managed to get back up and tried to sprint again, yet when I tried to sprint, an agonizing pain shot through my whole leg.
Damn it! Did I run into metal? Who the fuck leaves metal in the middle of an alleyway!
I turned around to see what I had run into only to find a bunny plushie reaching to my knees.
A metal bunny plushie? Forgot it, I need to keep sprinting to call for help.
I turned around ready to start sprinting again. Even if sprinting kills me, I still need to keep sprinting to find help for my family.
Suddenly, he heard a sound from behind him. "
Nennnennn, ennn enenen, ennnen!"
His body began to release adrenaline. He immediately started sprinting again. The kidnappers came back! I am so close to the end of the alleyway, just a little more.
The adrenaline had made him able to ignore most of the pain and go even faster reaching, the end of the alleyway that seemed so long.
He had finally left the alleyway!
He collapsed on the ground, the adrenaline had ended.
Opening his eyes to find people to ask for help, the sight before him shocked him.
Rubble was all over the ground, trains were scattered around, the buildings' roofs were gone, some buildings had completely collapsed, nobody was in sight. He was alone in this ruined city.
Note: this is my first story, so please tell me how I can improve. :)