Leaving the airport, Misuk walked with firm steps, ignoring the emptiness around her. But soon she stopped, frowning at the silence. "This... this isn't Los Angeles," she whispered.
Suddenly, Spark dashed forward. Misuk followed and found a Shire horse trapped under a heavy stone, neighing in despair.
Without hesitation, she used all her strength to free him. The horse, wounded, finally stood up. "Easy, boy... I'll help you."
Her gentle touch calmed the animal. Beside her, Snow and Spark watched closely.
The city looked like a post-apocalyptic ruin. Misuk took a deep breath. She had to protect the horse, along with her dogs. Together, they walked across the cracked asphalt, heading into the unknown.