Remnants of packages and magazines still lay at some of the doorsteps, unopened and long forgotten. At least the animals got some use out of them. Window panes hung perilously from their hinges and here and there drapes had been flung out by the wind.
Larnwick, once a peaceful and growing community was now but an eerie 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.
Noble men and women were once called upon from the fire station, ready to save whoever needed saving. Unfortunately this town couldn’t be saved. Funnily enough it was mostly cats that had made this station their home.
The town was truly an eerie sight. So many lives forgotten and whatever was left to show for it is slowly withering away as time goes on. But even with all the animals that lived here now and made this town their new home you couldn’t escape the feeling that so much had been lost forever.
Remnants of packages and magazines still lay at some of the doorsteps, unopened and long forgotten. At least the animals got some use out of them. Window panes hung perilously from their hinges and here and there drapes had been flung out by the wind.
Peterborough, once a hub of modern housing and technological developments was now partially reclaimed by nature. An eerie silence had taken over and was only interrupted by the cracking of wood in the wind and the occasional bird who had made its home in one of the many collapsed roofs.
The public pool was still full of water. Green, algae filled rain water. It was big enough to become a new home to several families of ducks, but it was eerily abandoned by even them.
It was a strange feeling to be in the footsteps of so many lives now long forgotten and not knowing what became of the people who once spent their lives here. But despite all the decay and destruction at least there was happiness among the animals. Most had found a relatively safe haven to live in.
