I walk down the street. Around me, everyone is staring.

My clothes are in tatters. Maybe someone will give me some. But, I don't know these people. I don't know anything about them. They might not be friendly.

They're not looking at me in a friendly way. They're looking at me as if I'm doing something wrong. Like I shouldn't be here.

My head hurts. Why does my head hurt? I put my hand to my head, and it comes away bleeding. When did that happen?

It's so confusing. So loud. Who are these people? Why do they all look so hollow and sad? My head is hurting. I am so tired. What is happening to me?

I just want to lie down. But first I have to get out of this town. Oh God, I don't understand what is going on.

Now the people are staring at me. Pointing and whispering. But none of them are talking to me. Why not? Because I am a stranger. They do not know me and they are looking afraid. Good. Maybe if they are afraid they will not hurt me. Maybe they will just leave me to get out of this weird, haunting town where there are no adults.

What have they done to the adults? Maybe the adults ran away. Maybe they were killed by the children.

Nothing makes sense. This place is not right. Everything looks wrong.

A group of children approach me. They all look so happy and relieved. Why? What is there to be happy about?

I don't want to talk to them. I want to find some adults and find out what is going on. I want to leave this scary place where the children look like they have been tortured behind.

A blonde girl comes forward. She is rather pretty. Like the others, she wears rags. Her mouth is opening.

'Sam?' she asks.