Where is he?
The clock tower has struck midnight, and still no sign of him.
Trying not to pay attention, I hear something in the distance.
Scanning the outside, I notice a lady in tattered rags, limping along the road, crying.
"Please, someone help me! I haven't eaten in weeks!"
I look at the dwindling food supplies we've managed to scavenge.
It won't matter, I decided.
Wouldn't it be easier to be dead?
A few minutes later, I hear the savage beasts feasting.
I peek out the window trying to be as quiet as possible.
He said he would be back in ten minutes, but it's been far too long.
Why did he have to leave me alone?
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