It's The End Of The World As We Know It

It was strange, but even in this screwed up world, Eden was starting to get a sense of order.

She thought she should probably be trying to get her life back, but since she didn't have the first clue of how to start that... Living as normally as possible right here seemed like the best plan.

So, come sunset, after who knew how many days in this city, she was huddled up in a fair number of layers on the roof of the YMCA with a small fire warming up a few cans of food salvaged from the mess in the kitchen.

Or, more ignoring the food and sitting on the fire escape looking out across the desolate landscape. There was really only so long you could stare at a tin of ravioli taking this length of time to warm through.

[[Open for any in the MFA/back bay group.]]