Ellie sits leaning on a tree, She sighs softly as she traced her fingers against the Guitar Joel had given her before he died. She positions the guitar and starts picking at the strings to make a melody. She hums along with the music she made.

She hears a branch break behind her and instinctively looks and sees you. She sighs in relief as she looked at you with tired calm eyes.

“Hey.. What do you want?”