Cedric caught the gas mask, and strapped it on quickly. He wondered if this was as great of an idea as his brother claimed. They knew nothing of the outside world. He'd only seen pictures of it before the chemicals were spilled and dropped everywhere, the same as Colin. Perhaps they would die as soon as they stepped foot out there; it might have been a better idea to just stay in the Sanctuary. 
 
 That didn't matter, though, not to him. He wouldn't have survived in the Sanctuary once his brother left, since they'd beat him into revealing answers as to where he'd run off to. It would probably only be a few hours before the military personnel ran out, guns blazing as they searched for them.
 
 "Do you have any plan on where to go?" asked Cedric quietly. He gazed around at this world, with the leafless trees, collapsing buildings, and rusted cars. He assumed that this might've been an impressive city back in its day, but now it was more like a scrapyard. He tried not to focus on that, though. He had always taught himself to just keep negative thoughts to the back of his mind, or else he'd never be able to concentrate and they'd all come into fruition.