Days of clarity had long since passed. People had to be content with the fog and what lay hidden within the folds of the clouds. Sometimes a subtle clearing revealed a bit more. For now, Emil and Prin needed to cross the expanse of water and the bridge had long since collapsed. But the clearing of the fog revealed another path. It was risky but the cables had to be connected on the opposite end for it to hold the parabolic shape.
“We can clip to the cables like when we climb the old buildings,” Emil reassured her. Prin rubbed her stomach protectively.
“Do you really think there is a hospital across the bay?”
“It was announced on the radio.”
Sighing, she took a deep breath. She knew something was wrong and scavenging on this side was not meeting their needs. Perhaps this would provide Hope a chance to live.