A Runescape romance/adventure fanfiction of a man and woman who go on a journey around Gielinor after discovering that all the people in towns have fled.

Full Summary: Jenna, owner of the clothing shop in Varrock, is awakened one day by the abnormal silence. After sensing something unusual, she opens her door. The whole of Varrock is quiet. After going on a walk around the place, she discovers that all the people have disappeared, including her own mother. When Jenna goes on a trek and finds a lovely young man to team with, they both become determined to find the rest of the people. Will they both make it out alive and find out what happened to Gielinor?

CHAPTER ONE

I wake up. The silence is like thunder. What normally wakes me is the sound of bells at 6:00am as all the residents of Varrock awake and the shops begin to open. The sound of children running around Varrock Square just below me. The sound of the water splashing in the fountain. This morning, nothing is to be heard. Nothing but the calm breeze blowing gently through my window, the curtains swaying. I look over to the clock on the wall. 6:38am. Something is definitely wrong. Either my sleeping pills kept me sleeping for too long, or they made me sleep through whatever may have happened. It's hard for anything to wake me when I'm so deeply asleep. I could sleep through a fire outside.

I change out of my night clothes and put on a singlet and leggings. I put on my Rune armour and take my sword.

I climb down the ladder and rub my eyes. This can't be real. Why are all the people gone, and why am I the only one left here? I begin thinking that it's all this weird dream, but after pinching myself several times, I'm pretty sure this is real life.

I go downstairs and find my mother's knitting sticks on her rocking chair, with a material half-knitted with all sorts of wonderful patterns. I sigh. Whatever the issue was to leave this town so empty, couldn't my own mother wake me up and take me with the rest of the crowd? I begin feeling anger towards her for doing this to me.

I walk outside into Varrock Square. "Maybe I could do a bit of exploring around Gielinor" I think to myself. I could go on a trek to Lumbridge and see if anyone is left there as well. Maybe all the people of Varrock have gone to Lumbridge. I wouldn't mind exploring. I know all the safe routes to each and every city and town around the continent. Plus, I have a Rune Two-handed Sword. It may not be the best kind out there, but if I come across anything trying to hurt me, my sword will have to do.

The fountain and its water is the purest in Runescape. I drink until I feel full of energy again, and fill my empty water bottle. Unsheathing my sword carefully, I feel like I'm ready to begin my trek.

I walk down the empty stone path. Past the general store, past the sword shop, and past the good old Blue Moon Inn. It's sad seeing it so empty when usually it's filled with so much life and laughter. The jazzy music used to blast all the way down the street. I'd hear it from my own shop and smile at how lovely it was. I suddenly remember all the pub locals who I'd always see when passing by. Mavis Grey, Clive Dresdon, Burt McKrakon... Even they fled along with the crowd.

I take a step inside the open door and go over to the bar. It feels strange sitting on the bar stool where I'd normally sit whenever I'd stop by for a beer. There are empty beer glasses on the tables. Some are smashed into pieces on the floor. I sigh and walk back outside. Even the spot where Charlie the Tramp - as he is known to all the Varrock residents - is gone. I still have some hope left in me though. Surely these people all went to one location. I mean I'm still left here for some reason.

I exit through Varrock's main entrance and continue my trek across Gielinor.