Matt had reached the town, or atleast what was left of it at this point. There were a number of cops, walking amongst the ruined town and looking for something, taking crime scene photographs and setting up police tape. None of them paid Matt any attention as he took a few steps toward it.
The smell was even worse now, the burnt wood and belonging was overpowering, but there was something else in there that made him want to wretch. But what was worse then the houses were the bodies laid out amongst the ground, they werent covered so Matt could easily see how they were all brutaly murdered in some way, shape or form. He took a few steps towards the town, then stopped. He could see his house from where he was, the familiar building was burnt to the ground. He stared wide eyed at the scene that was going around him, and simply couldnt process it. He started to put a hand through his forehead, and halfway through the motion stopped and let it fall back to his side. He couldnt think, he couldnt feel, he didnt know how to take this.
At this point one of the cops looked up from his work. "Hey, kid. What do you think your doing here?" He asked in a gruff voice as he started walking towards him.
