"We ready?" Lucas asked as I entered the stables.
"Yeah," I replied before placing a saddle on a horse, "Jess out?"
"Yes, it's her sisters shift."
"Very well."
A couple of hours later we were riding down the road, through a small suburb, towards the city. A screech came from one of the buildings.
"I thought we cleared out this area of town," I stated.
"We did," Lucas replied, "Probably a small group of fireflies or raiders."
"Should we check it out?"
"Somebody's gotta," He stopped the horse and tied it to a lamp post before taking his bow of his shoulder, "May as well be us."
I followed him also taking my knife out of its sheath. We cleared out the upper floors of the house of runners and stalkers a couple with firefly armbands and others wearing normal clothes. We reunited at the door to the basement and he turned to face me.
"Probably more down there," He whispered.
"Probably a shit ton of spores."
"I don't have my mask, you?"
"Don't need it, remember?"
"Right, I'll be here."
I opened the door and started descending into the dark room. I tripped on something in the darkness. I looked down and discovered that it was a rotting runner with my foot in its chest.
"Fuck, that's gonna be a pain to clean."
I continued my search but found nothing, so I opened some of the ceiling windows to disperse the spores before returning upstairs.
"Anything?" Lucas asked as I inspected my boot.
"Just the culprit."
"Wonder why there were fireflies."
"Who knows? I bet they only realised that the spores where there until it was too late."
"Better them than us. C'mon."