"Oh hey. You're finally awake," Ezra said as she looked over at me. We had stayed in the little building overnight instead of staying outside and risking getting eaten alive by a coyote.

"We need to start moving. We need to find the other survivors," Ezra said, standing up to grab her bag. I began to get up. I looked down at my arm and surprisingly, the large gash that was once there was now nothing but a small scab on my skin. I hopped off the bed and went over to Ezra, who was in the other room packing loads of food scraps and first aid things into her bag.

"So, where are we going to go from here?" I asked, leaning on the doorway.

"Well, first we're probably going to find some of the residential areas," Ezra gazed over at me. "Or at least what used to be residential areas. I wouldn't be surprised if it was all just a big pile of rubble on the ground."

Then it hit me

We need to find my old house...

What if Jess is still there?

We need to go and find her.

(NOTE: sorry this chapter is kinda short! I have some big plans in my head for the next chapters)