Mute
As the sun set to the west, the chill set into her bones she knew she had to seek shelter, with the empty wasteland stretched out in front of her her mortality never felt so close. So real. That's when she heard them, raiders. rasping laughter in the distance made the winter chill seem weak in comparison. Mute gripped her lucky locket, it was just some old heart shaped locket she found in some debris of an old house she took shelter in. It always brought her comfort. " Why did the world have to fall into ruin?" She thought to herself. She often wondered what is must have been like before, no one even remembered how it happened. But they were stories, Mute was too young to remember them, or her parents. " I don't even know how old I am." She mused. She was so wrapped up in thought that she didn't even realize how loudly she was walking through debris, and towards some lights in the distance. " Hey! Who is that?!" One of the raiders shouted. " Oh no!" Mute thought to herself as she took off sprinting into the night.