girl just a little bit too. The guilt that he had failed that time, mixed with the still haunting dream with the ants, sat in his heart like an iron weight. At least that one act of humanity helped to balance the scales a little, and maybe another one now could too.

This girl though, she was nothing like her. Not physically anyway. She was heavy set and stubborn looking. The look of a cranky and tough mind. Not bad traits to have in this new world though, that level of fight in a person would be needed if her son was to survive.

Ignoring their chatter he refocuses on the task at hand, shaking his head to reset his mind on the fact that there was an army of blood thirsty drones less than a kilometre away.

Returning to the