[Tainted]

Donavik layed staring up at the bottom of the dumpster
lid seeing the last cracks of light fading away into
night though the small opennings, laying for a time
he found himself thinking back to his first year
in the wastelands,about his escape from the facilty
four years ago? no five,it has been five years.
"god thats a long time to be away from home"
rolling up to a sitting position Donavik
took his pistol out of its holster checking the firing
mechanisim as he did every night,
"Iv come a long way" Donavik wispered then quietly
laughed at him and adding,"yeah a long way alright~
goin from a nice, warm, and safe facilty to sleeping
in a stinking cold dumpster with pyshcopathic
raiders barely 20 feet from myself" finaly satisfied with
the trustworthiness of his weapon Donavikagain layed back
and let sleep take his mind from the current suroundings,
the raiders, the monsters, those bastards at the mall,
none of it entered his mind as darkness swept over him.