The network of roads that led to Halivaara was now indistinguishable from the surrounding landscape. Random pieces of long forgotten possessions litter the roads and wild, overgrown gardens within this town.
Doors were broken, rotten and in most cases barely a door at all. Whether this was the work of looters, animals or the elements was unclear, but it didn’t really matter. Many walls and balconies had collapsed. Without proper maintenance and cleaning it was easy for rot and water to do their damage.
Halivaara, once a growing community of hundreds of families was but a hollow shell of its former self. The many voices of a once bustling community were replaced with the many voices of wild animals and stray pets that had made this town their new home.
In a strange sense of irony it was the library that was full of sounds now. Scattered pages of books, scratched wood and broken computers had become the home and playground of a huge community of cats.
Were it not for the animals that had made their home in many of the buildings this town would’ve surely been a far more unsettling sight. But even when all the buildings are finally taken by nature there was at least the knowledge that the animals wouldn’t have to leave and could continue their lives in peace.
The gentle road that led to Braedon was now a network of vines, grasses and roots that had taken hold of every bit they could get. Gardens are bustling with insect life who’ve made their home in the now tall grasses and overgrown bushes.
Many doorways still stood tall and in some cases it was one of the few things left of a home. But most doors were completely gone and only remnants of rotten wood were left behind. Broken cars and rusty pieces of metal littered some of the larger driveways, stripped from all but their most useless parts.
Braedon, once a major hub for new businesses and young families was now a mere shadow of its former glory. Silence had taken the place of the sound of playing children, talking neighbors and the sounds of a working community. The silence was deafening.
The fountain in the town square was still full of water, though without filtration it had turn green and overgrown with algae and other plants. But at the very least the ducks seemed to enjoy it.
No matter how you looked at it this town was an eerie sight to behold. Lives forgotten, perhaps completely ruined and there was barely anything to show for it. But even though everything may seem like it was lost forever there was still a silver lining. While this town was no longer home to the families that lived here, it was now home to families of wild animals.