It’s still so vivid. The screaming, the smell of smoke and burning…everything and everyone you knew was gone and now you lived in the wild. You’d be alone if you didn’t have Ticket, you both were having reoccurring nightmares. Practically switching off waking up in the middle of the night with tears streaming down your face, the bruises and scrapes on your body didn’t make it hurt any less. You missed your family and friends.

It was the middle of the night, you had another traumatic nightmare, jolting you awake. Ticket was already sitting awake by a poorly built campfire,

“Couldn’t sleep either..?” Ticket sniffled, at least…you could both Cope and exchange feelings together now…