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[i]"And the walls kept tumbling down
In the city that we love
Grey clouds roll over the hills
Bringing darkness from above"[/i]

[color=lightblue]Interacting with: [@Sol Grim] Johnny Blackburn, open for interactions[/color][/center]
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Sonya still remembered her first kill. How could she not? She hadn't been built for this, none of them were. Five years ago, give or take since Sonya's perception of time was getting a bit blurry, just as the outbreak had initially began, she hadn't been like this. Strong, harsh or cold. Back then Sonya's self would've probably described her current self as "hella edgy", which kind of made Blue cringe. She had become a different person, inside and out.
She hadn't known it wasn't infected. The woman had just thrown herself at the young Sonya, begging something incoherent. Sonya had panicked, and next thing there was blood everywhere. Sonya's vision had blurred with red, she didn't know what was happening. She had shot the woman, not even between her eyes, but right through her right one. Breathing heavy, Sonya had watched as the woman's eyes stopped looking lively and her body went limp, falling backwards on the ground. She hadn't known. She hadn't known. [i]She hadn't.[/i] It couldn't have been her fault, she had just been defending herself. Right..?

Shaking the odd memory, Sonya jogged along the runaway. There was a gas station up ahead, something to look forward to. She had better get out of sight soon anyway, since the longer she hanged out in the open, the risk of her getting caught increased exponentially. Slightly out of breath, Sonya was just a couple feet from reaching the station, as a horn honked. It wasn't too loud, but caught Blue so off guard she darted around the corner. Shit. Fuck, who was making noise here? Did that someone want to get them killed? Taking her gun out of her pocket, Sonya rounded the corner stealthily while looking for the source of the noise. Cars, it had to be one of the cars. Wait... was that a fucking horse over there? What the hell?
[color=lightblue]"Hey, what the fuck do you think you're doing",[/color] Sonya growled as she spotted a man over to her left. Body tense, Sonya pointed him with her gun, not hesitating to off him with her gun if need be.