small gatherings are held here during special occasions. and when you thought you'd never live to breathe in clean air again, the adjacent park says otherwise. vines and undergrowth cover basically everything and everything's been overrun by nature. builders have reconstructed most of the square while have left the park to its own wild appearance.

has always been the go-to of local town folk back in the days when it was still operational. food, either farmed or scavenged, is rationed equally among the survivors to avoid fights.

an occasional beer or wine is found and delivered here to be equally shared among patrons. if not here for the liquor, and that's not usually the case, the local band can play up a tune or two and help residents forget about their current living conditions.

newly arrived survivors bunker here before they are assigned a spot in the local residence, either alone or shared with a former tenant. other rooms are reserved for, wait for it, educational purposes.

blood stains the walls of the church, having been overrun by walkers that had been locked inside when the first survivors came. still, the holy sanctuary provides some peace and quiet for those who seek solace.

road's end isn't a bustling city and hence only has a sheriff's department to go with it. whilst chaos rule the streets outside of road's end, the sheriff and deputies try to maintain whatever sense of order they can within the walls.

if its not caused by a bite from an infected, wounded victims are brought here. otherwise, doctors and nurses treat the usual fevers, flus and carry out preventive medicine to the best of the capabilities and resource at hand.

no, they're not legit walls... yet. running around the whole town, made of chicken fences, lumber, cars and whatnot, reinforced by makeshift spikes and trenches, patrols are done 24/7 to keep the both the dead out and any other hostile bodies out. the walls have never been breached, for the meantime.

the mine has been shut off and has a guard on duty. daily excavations are done to determine where the shafts lead to. the grounds around the mine are dry and barren. the soils are yet to be tilled and sowed for crop life.

journeying alone to the lake has proved life-threatening, walkers or looters jump at you when you least expect it. its a few minutes away from the barricades.