Mick was moving through the broken and shattered roads of the small town. It was more complicated to get to the town hall or the libary. It would include climbing or moving larger pieces of junk, maybe even breaking into some houses and then leaving them through a window on the other side but today Mick wasn't in the mood for that. If this city here was indeed filled with survivors, traps wouldn't be that uncommon, even in abadoned cities some traps would remain and sometimes even the remains of an unlucky scavenger.
Like proving his point Mick noticed a broken door, it got blewn from the inside and the burn marks were too even, too close to the door that it could have been anything else but a simple "wire attached to door attached to grenade" trap.
Mick shook his head, no it would take too long to make his way through here towards the town hall and too many open spaces for ambushes as well. So what should he do?
Mick recalled the outlay of the city when he stood on the hill north of the city, south to the direction where the truck headed and past some fields on the west layes the church. Mick calculated roughly, if he would head on the side road and then follow the road leading through the outskirt he would arrrive there shortly before dawn. Perfect! He even had time enough to scavege one or two shops. Mick shouldered his bagpack and started walking, heading to the fields and for the church...
(I have a nice little plot for the church if people are interested)