The sun was coming up. That was something to appreciate more and more as days went past. The virus was working it's way through the human race and more and more people died each day. After another night of hearing nothing but screaming of pain and cries of anguish as people lost their loved ones, Ashelin awoke with her handgun gripped in one hand. She hadn't slept particularly well, so her mood was not going to be a pleasant one she could tell.
A cry rang through the air and woke a young boy sleeping behind Ashelin. He was only nine if that and startled by the noise, he began to panic and his breathing became heavy.
"Be quiet, Sam" Ashelin hissed at the boy.
He immediately calmed down seeing that she was there and his breathing returned to normal. Ashelin rolled her eyes and scanned the area to see if anyone was coming.
The virus had been active for about a week now and already three quarters of the population in the UK had died. Ashelin had taken to hiding out during the day unless in a small town, or countryside. Fortunately today she was in a small village in Somerset so could do some walking during the day. She wasn't sure where she was heading exactly, just to stay away from the larger cities as that would be where the virus would be more contagious. She herself felt fit and well, despite losing her entire family to the virus. For now, she just kept moving and staying alive.
"Can we go yet?" Asked Sam.
Ashelin turned her head to look at him before standing up slowly and slipping the gun back into it's holster on her leg.
"I still have no idea why you're following me kid.. But yes, I am going now"