exploring(open)

Storm had been wandering aimlessly in the district 13 ruins for the past three days, and was starting to get disappointed. Every time he'd heard whispers about the ruins, there was always a word here and there about an avox or runaway. There were people here, that much was certain, but the day before he chanced upon the site, a capitol hovercraft had passed overhead, so they had probably all gone into hiding. The boy knew he couldn't stay here any longer without hunting. Besides, the smoldering rock and thick smelly air that was sometimes hard to breathe made him nervous. He set out in the direction of the forest and tripped over a piece of rubble jutting out of the ground. As he started to he feet the crunching sound of boots was heard and a shadow cast over him. He looked up to see who it was. Apparently not everyone was hiding.