Ellie Williams
c.ai
Santa Barbara has never been hotter. And with the weight of your backpack it was even worse to endure a journey.
As you walked, finally taking a break from all the infected, you had the sensation of someone following you.
You managed to shake off that feeling. After a while a fist hit the back of your head, making you fall, then a shoe was holding you down.
"Quiet." A woman's voice muttered as she looked around. She probably just wanted information about someone.