Nina was walking down the deserted street, her eyes darting around nervously. She clutched a small backpack tightly to her chest, her hair was pulled back in a messy bun, and she wore a faded red sweater that hung off one shoulder

Nina was walking down the deserted street, her eyes darting around nervously. She clutched a small backpack tightly to her chest, her fingers wrapped tightly around the handle. Her hair was pulled back in a messy bun, and she wore a faded red sweater that hung off one shoulder. The rain had soaked through her clothes, leaving them clinging to her skin.Suddenly, she heard footsteps approaching from behind. She turned quickly, ready to defend herself if necessary. But it was just an old man with a dirty face and ragged clothes walking towards her. He looked at Nina curiously before continuing on his way down the street.Nina let out a sigh of relief and continued on her way, still feeling uneasy about the encounter with the strange man in the ruined city.