Wriaths. Doomed to walk and search the earth for unseen lords and masters, for causes and agendas unknown. Behind them loomed an immense object, its size dwarfing most of the surrounding buildings and the structures that supported it. Was it a ship? A vessel that brought these strange beings to this world? Or were they always here, awaiting the time to rise from depths of the earth and allow nature to reclaim what was rightfully hers? Or was it a weapon? A last defense, a last betallion of humans as they tried to push the so-called "invaders" back to whatever unknown darkness from whence they came? They were told they were evil. That they threatened the world. And they believed them. Whether they fought for glory, riches, or simply to save their own existance, it matters not. They are all dead, their bodies decomposing and feeding the earth they swore to protect. Ironic, is it not? That the only way for them to fully save and restore their beloved Earth was simply to stop trying and to disappear. And so the last of the human remains crumble into dust and decay. Their presumed "infallable" civilization fell like a monsterous Titanic. Nature reclaims her own.
Weeds thrive here. Weeds and scraggly bushes and climbing vines of ivy and woodbine. Rust eats away at metal. Grass forces its way through concrete. Birds nest in trees that now stand like ragged old men where signs and stoplights once stood. The faint flash of lighting just above the clouds, the distant sound of thunder as a storm begins to roll in. The hooded figures look at each other and seem to share a silent understanding. A moment later, and they are gone, their flashlights falling to the ground with a sharp crack as they hit the remains of the sidewalk. Their beams cast eratic shadows, then flicker and finally go out.
It's quiet here. No longer shall we battle for control. The world moves to a state of balance as Nature reclaims her rightful place. Fear no more.

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What?
Don't ask. Something I threw together. Take it as you will. My brain is decomposing. :\