#separation;

It seemed that there was nothing of use here, 8 thought as he looked around the area for shelter. Again. Last one that he took Sanctuary in, it had rained too hard and the roof collapsed. The one before that had just fallen down on its own due to rotting. At this rate, there won't be a Sanctuary anywhere.  Only scraps of wood and trash littering the already littered wasteland. There. 8 found a small, unsettlingly sturdy-looking building in the distance. He hesitantly started running towards it, only to end up bumping into something halfway there, tripping him over, causing him to tumble onto the ground. "What..?" He mumbled before meeting optic-contact with the other in sheer surprise.