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Most would expect hospitals would be filled to the brim with the large amount of people falling ill; this is not the case with Calvary. A short time after the outbreak it was set on fire by a gang that was absolutely terrified of catching the virus, believing anyone who caught it should be killed immediately in order to prevent it from spreading further. Knowing that there was no cure for the virus, the building was burned with many people inside. The fire was put out, but due to a lack of healthy doctors, and even fewer willing to risk exposure, along with a lack of resources and money, it closed its doors for good. The inside shows a fair amount of damage from the fire, but the damage from the water of putting the fire out is even more noticeable. Mold now creeps up many of the walls and much of the interior is rotting. It is dangerous for a dog to go inside due to the unstable nature of the building, though it is relatively easy to gain access to due to several broken windows. Human rumors of it being haunted by the ghosts of those who died in the fire are believed by many humans as well as some dogs.

Long since abandoned, the old enclosures and cages are no longer home to the exotic beasts that once resided there. With few healthy people left to care for them, and most people’s concern being their own health after the outbreak of the virus, the majority of the animals were killed for lack of knowing what else to do with them. The place is mostly abandoned by people and though it was never an incredibly large zoo, it is still quite spacious and offers many places for a dog to hide. Some old skeletons of the corpses of animals who were not fortunate enough to have been killed by man early on or those whose bodies were left afterward can be found, though these are rare. The entrance is locked with a tall iron gate, but access into the zoo via other openings is fairly easy for a dog, regardless of size.

The no longer in-use meat processing plant, abandoned before the virus had even broken out. The building itself is large, mostly windowless, metal, and for the most part untouched by humans. A few people may hide out in it occasionally but the seemingly permanent stench makes it unpleasant to most people. A few of the windows on the back have been broken, allowing easy access for any animal enticed by the old smell. Inside there are many wooden crates, old machinery that hasn’t moved for years, hooks, chains, and past bloodstains. Everything is cold and uninviting, made of either metal or cement, and despite what it once was, there is no food unless rats or other strays are your dish.

The old apartment complex was abandoned a bit after the outbreak due to the fact that so many people living in it had caught the disease. The owner of it also died due to the virus, therefore it was simply abandoned. Several of the windows and doors are boarded up, but many of them are not. Trash litters the outside of it as some of the homeless humans occasionally loiter there and seem to not care to pick up after themselves. There is an old pool in the back, but due to not being kept up it has become a murky shade of green. There is no longer chlorine in it so it may be safe to drink, but the color and murkiness of it coupled with the layer of pond scum on top usually deters most dogs. There are only two stories to the apartments, metal staircases being the only way to access the second story.

Overcrowded with both weeds and headstones, the basic upkeep of the old cemetery is lacking despite the “popularity” of it. Room for new bodies has quickly run out, and due to fear of the disease spreading, bodies are no longer buried here, but instead are burned in a small cement building towards the back near an old, giant oak tree. Bodies are stored in the building until several are accumulated and then all are burned at once, creating a terrible stench for quite a while. Visitors are no longer allowed, for fear of the healthy catching the disease, so the large iron gate in front is kept securely locked at all times. It is not impossible to get into but it is difficult, particularly for larger dogs, but the scent of rotting flesh may drive those desperate for food to try.

Two years before the outbreak, this forlorn patch of over-grown, rusting downtown Stranglehold was abandoned because of emerging legal issues with the aging equipment. Having no money to fix the place or, the owner simply skipped town. The city officials had planned to bulldoze the place and build a strip mall, but the permits became mired in politics and people that wanted to preserve their childhood treasure. Nearly a decade later, ClownTown lays in exactly the position it was on the day it closed- roller-coaster cars permanently stopped mid-track, ticket-booths still holding rolls of tickets, open cash registers, and the caps of their former attendants. Food carts holding shriveled, rancid hot dogs and chicken kabobs waiting for the customers that never came. Occasionally, the winds get so rough that the main attraction, Tilt-o-Whirl, slowly spins in place, the ancient metal squealing under the massive ride's weight. Just a bit more wind and, at times, the roller-coaster carts move on their own, rolling forward or backward, passenger-less.

The prestige and royal look of this building has managed to stand in times of death and decay. Almost all of the building is intact, and only the grounds are overgrown and out of control. When the outbreak had begun, many people flooded to try and make it big, with hopes that the money they could win would save them from the virus. As the virus spread, people just gave up, and the casino became abandoned, money couldn't save anyone now. Years after it was abandoned, a pack moved in a seized control of the casino and it's surroundings, calling themselves The Gilded Hearts. Rumors say that you can still hear the shuffle of decks and the snap of cards on dealing tables echo through the casino, but who knows.

Named for the human belief that the mountains are somehow holy, many humans have attempted to climb to the top, thinking that once there they would be free from or cured of the disease. In truth, there is no magic or holiness about the mountains, and nearly any human who has attempted to go to the top in search of this has ended up dying. Several corpses and skeletons can be found about the mountain range, most of which have been picked apart and gnawed on by roaming feral dogs. Blizzards are frequent in the winter, and the temperatures often plummet to unbearable lows as well. Towards the base there may be some small human “camps” at times, but these rarely stay for too long. There are old ruins wound around parts of the mountainside as well, giving some form of shelter to the stray dogs and other animals.

Right on the outskirts of The Stranglehold, between the city and God's Peak, there is a large expanse of trees, mostly made up pines and evergreens. The entire floor is covered in thick layers pine needles, leaves, tree branches, and moss-covered rocks, there is no exposed ground anywhere in the entire expanse of the forest. It is extremely quiet, there being hardly any wildlife that makes a home here. Those that do not know the forest would call it peaceful, but when one travels deeper into the forest and discovers the dark secrets it hides, they know why it is so silent. During the downward spiraling economy, and even more after the Moscow Downing Virus was at its peak, people would come to the forest and hang themselves from the trees. Now, the entire forest is littered with skeletons and belongings of the people that ended their lives along with the occasional new suicide. Rumors spread like wildfire about the angry spirits of those that killed themselves and how they've been disrespected after their deaths. For those that are not superstitious or faint of heart, it's packed with easy meals, if you're lucky enough to beat others there. However, if you are a bit more frightened, it may be a more difficult task to face your fears and enter the Suicide Forest.

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