The cold wind whipped through the abandoned street, carrying with it the smell of rust and decay. Only this time it wasn't because of the zombies. No, it was because of the men and women who found it easy to kill and steal from each other with ease.
Zara had become extra jumpy the closer they got to the borders of the inner district. She honestly just wanted to pass through at this point. Zara kept her steps light, her eyes scanning the surroundings, always alert. The kids were close behind, Leo hitching a ride on her hip as he always does.
She kept a close watch on him, though his breathing had returned to a steadier rhythm since the last episode a few days ago, she couldn't ignore the fear she felt the last time.
