by horrorterror » Fri Nov 11, 2011 4:43 pm
Zoey slunk along, she had been foraging for food. Her stomach snarled at her, demanding food. When she saw the girl, she backed away, sinking to the ground and shaking in fear. She pleaded, her voice barely more than a whimper,"Please don't hurt me." Maybe she was one of the soldiers who gave her food occasionally that made her stomach hurt. She grabbed the knife blade she had been given, even if it was completely useless. It was too dull and rusty to cut through anything.