Putting one dirty old shoe in front of the other he advanced. He'd been on the road for a long time now and had almost no supplies left. "Guess it's time to visit a town," he thought grimly. Towns weren't his thing, not that he didn't like people, but people didn't tend to like him all that much. Eastwards - or perhaps that was south, what ever - he saw something in the distance that could be the outskirts of a town. "Might aswel do it now," he thought. Perhaps he'd even spend the night there if it seemed safe. "Safe", the word made him smile. It doesn't mean what it used to mean. So he started walking again, putting one dirty old shoe in front of the other, towards the town.
It was almost night now and he could spot light in those houses. They definitely weren't empty; someone - or something - was there. Aviak took sip from his canteen and prepared himself for what come. Brushing his sweaty hair aside - it had gotten way too long, he'd have to cut it soon - he pulled on his coat so it would hide his 9mm from prying eyes. It was scorching hot even though it had already gotten dark.
He was closer now, close enough to hear movement. The town was definitely not deserted. He could hear voices, silent but definitely there. And music too, if he wasn't mistaken. "Well, standing outside wont help", he thought and reluctantly stepped out of the shadow.