Embers

When Damien said we were going to China, I was expecting a more... glamorous view. The second we exited the airport, the smell of trash filled the air. Small houses were stacked up, with various levels of crumbled debris and small huts. They didn't really even qualify as houses... more like shacks. Across a river with cargo ships passing through were tall sky scrapers, which is what I was expecting... not this shanty town.

Tons of people passed by, carrying Random objects; water jugs, old computer monitors, food, building material etc. It was like this one scene in a Hulk movie.

"Where are we?" Dove asked. I could hear her breath, slow and short. She must have been worse than I thought.

"Hong Kong!" Damien replied, motioning around him with a large smile."isn't it beautiful?" He asked while inhaling. "I love the smell of work and sweat in the morning."

"Psycho," I whispered to no one in perticular.

"He's not the only one." Dove replied, holding her neck.

"Shut up."

"Nice come back."

"Alright!" Jack motioned to Damien. "Where to now?" Damien took a moment to get his bearings.

"That way," He pointed to the left, walking down the thin road with the rest of the group in tow.

"Where are we heading?" I asked.

"To the-" Damien was cut off when a petite woman with short, blond hair fell from a rooftop in front of us. She twirled Damien around and held a blade to his neck.

"Hello, fellow Americans!" The girl said enthusiastically. "May I rob you of your possessions please?"

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