The oil lamp cast little light as the elderly woman led the three inside one of the abandoned buildings rearranged to house the remaining survivors. They had seen only a couple of people in the city, busy scavenging the abandoned buildings before night came.
MingYu felt uneasy as he took a seat on the floor over a pile of hay. A fire was set in one corner against the stone wall.
The woman sat down before them. She hadn't said her name, nor had she introduced herself to them. But she offered to help them find a place to stay for the day, and tell them what had happened in the city, so they followed her.
