Chris clambered out of the ruined car he'd taken refuge in. He checked about himself and found all his possessions were still present. As he got of the car he hoisted his pack onto his shoulders and resettled his tactical vest, the various magazines clacked metallically against one another as he got up.

He resumed walking, he'd been trudging through the ruined urban landscape for days. He checked the tourist guidebook that he'd scavenged from a shop on the edge of town. It's slightly blackened pages were completely unreadable in some places, but there was enough for Chris to navigate with.

As he made his way down a street he heard raised voices. He dropped down into a crouch rifle at the ready. The majority of people he'd come across were civilians, most of them were armed but they weren't trained, they didn't have any combat experience to speak of.

Chris looked down the scope of his rifle, he saw two figures, seemingly arguing. One gestured towards a parking building. Chris kept the rifle trained on them, he decided to watch and see what they were doing before he did anything rash.