Snippet #1060175

Mia stood silently in the shadows, watching interestedly, as obvious interaction passed between the girl and another that was unseen. She had no intentions of becoming involved in the conversation and she backed up when they were all invited inside. She was not venturing inside an unknown home with people who might be a threat to her. Plus, the questions. That was the only thought that kept returning to her. And so, for that reason, she walked further into the darkness, slinking out of sight as much as possible. Once she could no longer see the gates of the home, she turned and ran. She didn't stop to think about what she was doing, just that she had to get out of there. Darting down the streets, not once did she look back, she couldn't even force herself to. When she finally slowed, drawing to a halt, she was panting for breath and was a fair distance away. Screwing up her eyes, she cursed to herself, slamming a hand against the closest building. What was wrong with her? She set out to find people and that was how she reacted when she finally found them? She wouldn't survive unless she found people and now she had missed the chance to establish a relationship with any of them. She was angry with herself, for not being mentally strong enough to cope with that sort of situation sooner.

Drawing in a deep breath, Amelia shrugged her pack further up onto her shoulders and kept her eyes on the tall buildings that gradually loomed towards her. She focused on every step, knowing that it brought her closer to her target. And what would she do when she got there? She didn't even know, but she knew that if she didn't concentrate on something then she would simply break down and curl in a ball. She need something to take her mind off of her current situation. And so, what consumed her mind was the task in hand and nothing more. She didn't allow anything else to enter her mind and blocked out the world around her, not wanting to see or hear anything. Although she was trying to block stuff out, she began to realise that she could hear with far more accurancy and her sight was sharp and picked up little details. It worried her that her senses were vastly improved, but it wasn't the most important thing at that moment in time and she could think of a million other things that she should concentrate on. The heightened senses just reminded her that she was a freak and had somehow survived the deadly disease that had killed many.

Amelia was close to the centre of town when she noticed the sky starting to darken. Frowning, she drew to a halt, realising that she had lost all track of time and that dusk was falling over the streets. Biting her bottom lip, she fought to decide what to do. She couldn't carry on into the dead of night, but she wasn't sure she wanted to stop and set up the tent. And so she made the decision to go into one of the many houses and just hope that there were no dead bodies. Mustering all of her confidence, she turned and walked to the first house to her left. The door was locked. Moving on, she found the next house had three dead bodies in the front room. Wretching again, she tried to next one, which to her surprise was empty. It felt wrong breaking in, but what else could she do? She had to sleep somewhere and after a search around the house, she discovered that there was no-one about. Taking out some blankets, she threw them on one of the bedroom floors, before removing some canned food from her bag. It would have to be cold, for she had nothing to cook on. Not that she minded, Mia was glad for the food inside of her aching stomach. She had barely eaten since she had woken up. She would settle down for the night, though she doubted that sleep would come easily and she worried constantly about someone else breaking in...