HPFT2
the Tuxedoed animal knocked in every door of his floor, no one answered, the apartements that were unlocked only had sticky orange water and nothing else, only the clothings were to be found, in the brand it said "75% synthetic", apparently any of the remaining garments weren't organical in any manner, a chilling though run through the arctic creature's head.
"Are those remains of people? If nobody's around that means everybody... "
"WHY ?"
A kweh of despair echoed while the poor sad bird though: "Am i the only one alive? Why me?"
That day, something changed inside the single minded bird. He was alone in the world and had to take care of himself. And when he passes away there will be nothing left.
Days later Pen² finally reached the shore where he expected to find fish, he fed those hopes blindly as he knew previously that any all living beings were soluted.
But anything is better than an empty stomach and so he strated drinking the orange waters.
It was surprinsingly not bad and his hunger and thirst were quickly satiated.
Of all things he wasn't at least hungry, but still alone.
End Chapter 2