Warmup Wednesday!. (100 words on the nose, using the photo prompt.)

           The Great Wall stood, crumbling and sad, decades of neglect taking their toll on the once magnificent structure. They passed through the holes at the base made after the last world war by those attempting to flee the carnage. Before the sickness.

            “Where exactly are we going, man?”

            “North.”

            “Why north?”

            “It’s too cold for them up north.”

            “Dude, how do you know that?”

            Jason paused. He turned to his companion, a scavenger who nearly overdosed and was left to die in the drug den he’d raided for supplies on his way out of town.

            “You’ll have to trust me.”