The sun was rising over what used to be known as New York City. Well in a way it still was known as New York City, but there wasn't much about it that was similar to what people thought of as New York City. The rising pillars of grey were in disrepair, and they were covered in something rarely seen in the city. There was green growing from inside of the buildings. The streets were in the same vein, no longer were they just long stretches of asphalt filled to the brim with bustling cars, now the grass had sprung up from beneath them and flowers had sprouted out around the abandoned cars that littered the streets. This wasn't all a good thing though, feral beings roamed this landscape, a place where they once didn't belong, now they roamed free to eat whatever, or whomever, they wanted.

----

The Wolf took a bite out of an apple, it was a bit past ripe and wasn't exactly the healthiest thing for him to be eating, but whatever he could get his hands on was good enough for him. He opened his mouth to speak, not something that was uncommon for him to do. "You want any?" He said, holding it out towards his travelling companion.

The Seer shook his head, he was preoccupied by other things. It had been quite a while since they had run into the Children of God and it was starting to make him antsy. Usually this kind of thing wouldn't bother him but at this point it had been eerily quiet for the two travellers. By his estimate, they hadn't seen a real human being in over a week and even when they did see someone they weren't what anyone would have classified as being friendly, which made The Seer wonder as to whether or not the next person they meet would try befriend them or shove a knife in their chest.

"Suit yourself." The Wolf said with a shrug, he was done with his food anyway, it wasn't sitting in his stomach right. "Batter up!" He yelled, before throwing the half eaten apple into the air and hitting it with his aluminium baseball bat. Most of the somewhat rotten apple just fell helplessly to the ground below the bat, whilst a bit more was just stuck to the bat itself. "Aw, c'mon." The Wolf said in disappointment as he scraped the bits of apple off with his shoe. He ran his fingers through his hair and realized that he really didn't know where the two were headed towards. "Hey Seer, where are we going exactly?"

In a voice that was deeper than hell itself The Seer said simply "Central Park." His voice sounded unnatural for him to most others, it was incredibly deep which may have been part of why The Wolf took him so seriously. The Seer felt that going to Central Park would probably be the best way to find others who may want to help join his cause. In the days following the Apostate, many people flocked there. It was a central hub for a while before people realized that there was no sign of any form of "rescue" from what had happened. People were still there though, living with the greenery that was even more overgrown than it was in the city.

The Wolf didn't seem to protest, he held a deep seeded trust in The Seer, he just nodded and continued following with him, humming nonsense to himself.