by Len. » Tue Mar 12, 2013 1:22 pm
I walk out farther than I have ever gone before in these woods. I hear the roar of a car and realize that I am close to a city. Curious, I walk out of the forest and see a group of Greasers and one soc "playing" in a gas station. I sub-conciously walk forward toward them. My feet moving almost autimatically. When I realize that I have strayed over the road, and am standing five feet away from the gas station. I blush, remembering the old clothes made from animal skins that I am wearing. I tried to sew them as normal-looking as possible, but they have fur, so yeah. I turn around, about to head back into the forest.