[ IP ] Escape from New York

He walked the ruined streets alone with a calm that reflected the destruction around him. His eye darted from shadow to shadow, scanning, never staying in one spot for more than a second. He rubbed his eyepatch and brushed a bit of dirt from his leather jacket onto the cracked concrete beneath him. A faint clacking of a pebble on pavement echoed nearby but he kept on walking slowly. He made his way along the street, gliding past rusting cars and broken glass. Corpses littered the area and he gave them all a wide berth, always making sure to have as many of them in his field of view as possible. 
 
 He stopped at a giant pile of rubble that blocked the street. He narrowed his eye and sighed. He looked back, slipped his shotgun into a makeshift holster on his back and begun to climb. His hands found the right ledges and rocks to climb without looking. He climbed higher until he found a crevasse and ducked into it. His hands brushed against a piece of rubble with barely legible “ Empire State Building Tours ” written on it. 
 
 A piece of metal groaned and he froze. Eyes wide, he inched forward and flinched when he heard the sound again. He took a deep breath and shot forward emerging from a hole on the other side of the huge pile of rubble. He looked down, remembering that he was still several stories off the ground. He flipped around and climbed down as fast as he could. Half-way down, he threw himself off the rubble and sprinted away at a breakneck pace. 
 
 Several blocks down, he slid into a ruined convenience store. His hand moved to his shotgun, ready to draw it and lay there a minute to calm his breathing and looked around. He found a dozen small rocks and picked them up. Emerging from the store into cover by a ruined car, he threw the rocks, each one a yard further and a second after each other and then he ducked back into the store. Metal groaned and a breeze flittered through towards where he threw the rocks. A few minutes later the sound was gone. 
 
 He climbed out again and kept walking silently. He made it out of the rubble and onto the bank of a river. He turned and saw a statue of a woman holding a torch. He smiled a sad smile and walked in the other direction. 
 
 “ Goodbye ” 

