Part 6: Day3.
Carl has wandered the green lands for three days now. He stumbles across what looks like a neighborhood.

"Dear Diary,.. uhh, conscience. I seem to have found an old neighborhood. Clearly abandoned, but I can't see why. I'll go in for a closer look."

"What the... the windows are broken, and boarded up. And the doo'rs locked."

"Same thing here."

"Hey, this ones open. Who are you talking to? You. Oh shut up."
Carl enters the house and finds some clothes.
"Well thats convenient. What? Oh Get lost you."
He then explores the neighborhood.

"Now I know i've seen that before. But where..."

"Ok, i'm gonna go for... What? Conscience, I've found what looks like the bare minimum of remains of a house. Just the foundations. Now i'm really confused. Why would people leave, when theres no signs of destruction, except the road which has worn away, and this weird... green ground. Now I find a house that looks like, it was professionally dismantled? There's not one sign of rubble. And its not like they stopped construction. The other houses were occupied. I'll find out sooner or later."
Carl goes around the back of the opened house to find a shed. He opens it.

"I don't know what that is.... But I like it!"

"Maybe not. Ahh ha ha ha! God will you leave me alone!"
Carl practises riding the bike for the rest of the day.
Day4:
"Conscience, I travelled on this thing not too far from the house today. I found a large building that says 'Museum' on a sign outside. I went in to explore."

"Conscience, I came to a room that had sign. It said: 'Local History'. In the centre there was a setup, of two men in some kind of struggle. Another sign said: Depicted here is Commander Arnold something breaching the lines of the... what is that word? during the great revolt of 2009. I'd never heard of him, or the revolt before. Though I could use a weapon."

"Thanks Arnie."
"I've explored most of the 'Museum' now, and its almost empty. Just a couple of statues. Hey, theres something."

"Its a gun!"
"Conscience, Today was fun. I learned a lot about... wherever I am. Something happened in 2009, and there is a thing called a museum. I found a gun, and sure enough, in an office, some bullets! I'm gonna head home now. Heh, home is where you make it I guess."

"Man. Who knows what tomorrow will bring. A headache. Oh thats it you son-of-a!"
End Part 6.
Yeah, I said this wouldn't be for ages, but I took a study break. A long one. 2 days
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