Crumbling and blowing away in the light breeze, the roof of the shack has shingles barley hanging on. The door to the shack lays next to the door frame on the front porch which is now more of a hazard than a veranda. The shack is missing large chunks of the walls and one can see straight through the building in many place. The walls are coated with fuzzy molds and fungus while the exposed wooden frame has been eaten away in many places by worms.
Abandoned Shack, Wasteland
lost traveler
roach
I am a roach living in the castle. I spend my days mindlessly migrating back and forth across the castle. I am easily startled and I will scurry away if anyone comes near me.
Ah! A human!  I'd best hide before he squishes me with his ridiculously huge feet! I'm talking to a roach. I really should have laid off the hard stuff when I was younger. Well, hello roach  You... you can understand me?  This must be some new human trick! Naw.. I am not entirely convinced that you are really here. This shack isn't up to much is it? It's more .. hole than shack  You should see the castle I usually scurry about it!  No mold or ickiness there.  What's a human doing here, anyway? I was just daydreaming and then I got lost  Well that was careless of you, wasn't it? I was with an old friend and happily we made it here eventually  Well, you haven't tried to kill me, so I suppose you're a step up as far as most humans go.  No pun intended. Roaches cannot be killed by any means known to man.  It's from the mold we eat.  At least, that's what my great grandmother's cousin's brother-in-law tells me. This batch isn't too bad, actually.  Want some? Well I hate to be discourteous but - do you have any potato chips or anything like that? Cheese on toast? 