"Dammit..."
Grey couldn't help but curse when the acid rain dripped through the cracks in the ceiling and landed on the floor. The wooden floor emitting sizzling sounds each time a drop fell.
A loud rumble echoed in the distance and another pale pink light illuminated the sky.
"What do I do..."
His brain was thinking fast as he was pondering on an idea to prevent himself from drowning in acid rain. His gaze ran all around the house as he tried to think of something, anything but no ideas came in.
Until his gaze landed a big basin that he used to block the door. A few drops of acid rain fell on the steel basin but instead of melting, they rolled off instead. While the basin was unharmed.
'What is that basin, it definitely isn't made of normal metal.'
He said inwardly and cautiously went to the door, avoiding the falling rain drops and removed the basin. "Wait, if I remove this thing. Then my house will literally be open."
The steel basin was the main item holding the rest of the rest of the miscllanous items together, and it took up most of the space used to cover the door itself.
Removing it would be like opening his abode to whatever creatures that may wander inside. He was having a hard time deciding, but when the holes on the roof increased and the amount of acid rain dripping in was getting dangerously close, he gritted his teeth and unhinged the large basin and placed it over his head.
Just as he did that, a fierce wind assaulted him from the now opened door as the storm raged outside.
With the basin over his head, Grey placed more items scaterred around the room to block the door and the raging wind before moving to the opposite side of the wall.
With the basin directly over his head, he crouched till his hands and knees were touching the ground. He moved closer to where his snake meat and coal stove was before pulling them closer underneath the basin with him.
Then a heard the sound of that drops of acid rain hitting the basin and rolling down the side. He gave a sigh of relief and continued to say crouched down until the storm stopped and the thunderclouds departed three hours later.
He groaned as he shifted his body. Blood flowed freely through his veins once again and he made to get up from his crouching position.
After making sure that there was no acid rain dropping from above, did he come out the big basin.
He looked up and his gaze lingered on the hole ridden roof. He could technically see the sky through the roof and the red cloudy sky.
Although the storm had cleared, some of the clouds still remained in the sky and emitted a feeling of foreboding intent. Making the sky even more eerie and terrifying than it already was.
'Acid rain, a-acid rain in a corroded zone.'
Only when he saw the damage to the inside of his broken house did his face pale.
The floor all around was riddle with holes that looked like scorch marks as smoke drifted out of them. Everything else in the room had at least been melted or had a few holes in them.
The miscellaneous items he placed to barricade the door were mostly destroyed and many of the melted plastics stuck to the floor and wall like glue.
The corroded zone suddenly felt much more terrifying and dangerous than it was. And Grey felt so insignificant and small than ever.
His face paled to think what would have happened if he had been caught in the rain. He shivered and checked on his belongings.
Thankfully, all his stuff were in one piece. Which included his pouch, coal stove and the dried snake meat.
The metal basin, however, was beaten and looked on the verge of being deformed. If the rain had held on for about thirty more minutes, the metal would have probably given through.
'Since my abode is like this, how will the forest look like.'
He now wanted to see what happened to the forest. If all the trees and clearings were destroyed, it would make finding creatures a lot easier. But it also meant they could find him as well.
Breaking his melted barricade, he rushed out to see the forest and his expression was full of surprise and shock. More surprise actually.
He expected the forest to be in tears and tattered, but the forest was surprisingly fine. The trees looked whole and their leaves were normal. Except for one or two holes here and there, they looked fine.
It didn't look like they had faced the falling calamity in the form of rain with him.
"Of course what was I expecting, these trees only grow in the corroded zones. They would obviously have ways to resist the climate."
Grey clicked his tongue in dissatisfaction and disdain. But he had a feeling that acid rain didn't fall on a regular basis. And only happened once in a while.
Although that didn't mean he was somewhat safe from it -actually come to think of it he was never safe- he would undoubtedly never forget this experience.
"So in the end it was only me that was actually in peril..."
Giving a low sigh, Grey entered back into his dilapidated house riddled with new holes and looked at the interior with obvious discontent.
He could no longer stay here any longer. This place no longer provided him with much shelter and protection from the elements. He had to find a new place to live.
That would have been a hard task, but luckily he remembered the locations of other houses that were still standing. Well he wasn't the one who remembered it was the other Grey but who cares.
Those other houses went deeper into the corroded zone and that meant he was leaving the outskirts and heading deeper into the corroded zone where the corrosive substance was much more dense and the chances of mutation were very high.