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Chapter 7 by Trom1806 Trom1806

So what will happen to you tomorrow?

Tomorrow you will continue your journey through the wastelands…

Sleeping in these dirty ruins was very uncomfortable. However, the accumulated fatigue and stress caused by recent dangerous incidents contributed to the fact that your exhausted body fell asleep, despite the completely uncivilized environment.

Noise in the night…

The howling of some local animals…

This also prevented you from sleeping and inspired you with concern…

However, this time, you hid well and chose a place to spend the night.

That night you managed to get enough sleep and avoid attacks from the strange creatures of this post-apocalyptic world.

In your sleep, you saw vague images of your past...

Your family...

Landscapes of a places that had not yet been touched by the horrific metamorphoses of radiation contamination...

Only in your sleep were you able to forget for a while about the nightmarish reality you were in now.

What awaited you after waking up?

Your old habit of waking up early in the morning came in handy in the current situation.

You woke up, probably, around 6 am.

You immediately checked the safety of your things, such as supplies (food, water), automatic pistol, box of bullets for the pistol.

Luckily, no one stole your things during the night.

However, you are worriedly aware that a potential visit from the local inhabitants at night would probably lead to your own ****. The "morals" of the local inhabitants, as you already understood, are somewhat... "unfriendly"... Memories of yesterday's encounter with aggressive individuals who tried to kill you bring you nothing but discomfort and increased fear.

"I had to kill a person for the first time in my life... Of course, it was necessary self-defense... But the mental sensations are still extremely nasty..." - you think, carefully leaving the ruins of the gas station.

You continue walking in a northerly direction, trying not to get too close to the ruins of a large city and planning to reach a large river.

Traveling through these lands obviously requires attentiveness and caution.

You realized this fact yesterday, having seen the landscapes of this post-apocalyptic world.

Understanding what you have already seen and logical assumptions about other aspects of the local biosphere contribute to the anxious premonitions that arise in your consciousness.

New plant species...

Animal species heavily altered by radiation...

Creatures that have arisen due to several factors (radiation, chemical pollution, consequences of the use of bacteriological weapons) and are seemingly a new biological species...

This world is as if some kind of grotesque cynical mockery, distorting the well-intentioned aspirations of the human mind...

Alas, these are all the consequences of war.

The consequences of the largest, most brutal and destructive war in human history.

The consequences of a war that you unsuccessfully tried to prevent - vainly appealing to the logic and reason of political leaders, high-ranking officials and representatives of the military-industrial complex.

So, while you are walking among the expanses of steppe grasses and small thickets of bushes, your gaze manages to notice several pieces of evidence of the specifics of the local fauna.

The corpse of a two-headed cow, heavily eaten by some scavengers.

There is almost no meat left on the bones.

You hold the handle of an automatic pistol in your palm, intending to fight off predatory animals (if they move nearby and try to attack you).

Then, you continue on your way...

An hour later, you notice several large burrows on a small hill among the thickets of bushes.

It's good that you noticed these burrows from afar and did not come too close...

The heads of large strange animals are peeking out of these burrows...

The appearance of the animals is as if it were some kind of hybrid of a very large mole and a reptile.

The size is more than a meter in length.

Sharp teeth and claws.

Aggressive roar.

You assume that these animals are simply protecting their habitat. Therefore, you go around this hill, trying to keep a large distance from the burrows.

The lizardmoles do not pursue you.

Over the next couple of hours of travel, you notice a group of people dressed in torn and dirty rags.

You climbed one of the hills, while a group of strangers were walking a couple of hundred meters to the east - on flat terrain. Therefore, you were lucky to notice them before they noticed your presence.

These people looked dangerous ...

Cold weapons in their hands (axes, spears, machetes). And one of the tallest men had a double-barreled hunting rifle in his hands.

A bad feeling prompted you to hide in the tall grass.

Instead of communicating and taking risks, you simply hid and waited for a group of strangers to pass by.

Then, you continued north.

As a result, by the end of the day, you felt tired from the long walk.

"Once upon a time, I would have called the idea that I would have to walk all day through some wastelands in the middle of the USA absurd. But now it has become a reality... It seems that in this world we will have to forget about more comfortable means of transportation for a long time. Like cars, subways, aviation..." - you think sadly.

Evening is coming, it is getting dark.

You need to find a reliable and safe enough place to spend the night.

In the distance, you notice the silhouette of a three-story building.

You spend another half an hour getting closer to this building and examining it.

Perhaps it will be easier for you to organize a place to stay for the night.

As you approach, you notice that this building is not so badly damaged.

Sure, all the windows are broken. But there are only a few large holes in the walls. And the roof is not completely destroyed.

On one of the dirty walls, you notice a half-erased inscription: "Shift Automotive Group. Used car sales".

Only someone almost completely erased the letter "f".

And around the inscription there is some nasty graffiti depicting scenes of sadistic murders, skulls and bones.

You go inside the building, eager to explore a potential place to spend the night.

Inside, one of the stairs leading to the upper floors has completely collapsed.

You carefully examine the first floor and soon you find an exit from one long corridor.

Another staircase.

However, the steps of the staircase lead not only up, but also down.

You slowly descend the steps...

What you see allows you to clearly understand the function of this underground space.

It is a vast underground car parking.

Fluorescent lamps provide some illumination.

"So... Functioning source of electrical energy...This is suspicious..."

You pass by a long row of rusty cars.

Many of these cars are almost completely destroyed.

As if someone "gutted" these cars like a scavenger gutting the carcass of a dead deer.

Torn off doors, missing hood and bumper, missing wheels...

And an extremely depressing appearance - solid rust and dirt.

"Once the automobile industry was the pride of the USA...And here is such a sad result...Sic transit gloria mundi..." - you think.

However, spending the night in an underground space may not be such a bad idea.

Or will you still decide to continue exploring the upper floors of the building?

Suddenly your thoughts are interrupted by groans coming from somewhere ahead.

You bend down and crawl among the rows of rusty car skeletons, holding your automatic pistol at the ready.

In case of a threat, you are ready to aim and shoot from the pistol.

You crawl for ten minutes, trying to remain unnoticed.

The groans become louder and louder...

Soon you stop.

You crawled under the bottom of a large jeep. And you peer ahead, trying to assess the degree of danger of the situation.

So, ahead you notice several silhouettes.

Some of the fluorescent lamps periodically blink - but you have time to notice what exactly is happening.

You see that on the rusty hood of some car there are several bodies.

A young girl with a short brown haircut...

And two muscular men who are dressed in worn-out jackets and torn leather pants.

The girl is completely naked...

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She makes pitiful and helpless moans while two big cocks fuck her tender holes.

Tears are streaming down her cute face...

Simultaneous penetration...

A cock in a woman's ass.

A cock in a woman's wet pussy.

Indecent smacking and slurping sounds.

Sounds of sweaty human bodies touching.

The soft and plump female buttocks are very red from the strong slaps inflicted by the male palms.

"Moan louder, bitch! Your pathetic moans are just exciting! We'll fill your slutty holes with cum!" - the rough voice of one of the men sounds loudly among the rows of rusty car "skeletons".

From the depravity of this situation, you feel how your own cock is hardening in your pants...

But what should you do now?

Should you come to the girl's aid and try to save her from this... gangbang?

A risky move...

Obviously, this intention will require the use of ****.

Your gaze notices that one of the guys has something similar to a revolver handle in his pocket.

Probably, the second guy also has some kind of weapon. Now you are unable to examine his weapon - after all, he is busy fucking the girl's cunt. A beautiful naked female body prevents your attempts to examine this man.

The second option: you just hide and wait until all three of these people leave this place.

It is not a fact that they will want to leave here. After all, it will soon be night. Most likely, they will also need to find a place to spend the night. And they may well decide to stay here.

The third option: you stop hiding and you try to negotiate. Probably, you (for the sake of politeness and to avoid a dangerous reaction from your interlocutors) will have to wait... until the sex is over.

And then you will try to establish friendly contact with these two guys. The girl's opinion obviously does not matter in this group.

Option four: you will remain hidden and you will try to leave the territory of this underground car parking. You will have to organize a place to spend the night somewhere among the premises of the second or third floor of this building. Or you will have to take an even more risky action - you will leave this building and walk through the wastelands in the evening twilight in the hope of finding another place to spend the night.

So, what will you do now?

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