Jack, Week 10

It took Jack another five days of walking to reach the end of the tunnel. The smooth walls and floor gave way to the empty but manmade tunnel after one day, and abandoned cars appeared on the last day. He emerged from the tunnel in the middle of a bright, clear day. In the light of the day, he took an inventory of what he had remaining. He had very little food left, but enough to last until he could find more. He hadn’t used his rifle in the tunnel, so he had plenty of ammunition still. He still had the book, though the cover had been singed by the blown embers while Jack was being chased. He smiled and placed the book on the side of the tunnel. He didn’t care much for it anyway.

Jack looked out at the horizon and saw a strangely pleasant sight – the empty city he had spent several weeks in previously. There was a strange sort of longing for the security that the city had offered for a brief period before the paranoia set in within Jack; he decided he’d revisit the city, and perhaps stay for a while longer.

The sun shone high in the sky every day that week, as Jack made his way back to the empty city.