July in Vancouver, it wasn't hot by any standard but warm enough for a shirt and jeans. She was quite a looker. Her red shoulder length hair; it swayed over face as she walked. Her eyes shone a dark green. Her lips a red which would make a man kiss her feet. Her athletic body was nothing to be ashamed of, she had her long legs and slim waist and an average sized upper torso. By her general appearance she seemed to be a sweet young woman, who looked around her early twenties. But if you looked close, within her eyes was a toughness that only experience could have installed into her, but yet you saw wisdom and kindness also.
It was an average day within the city, though the police sirens were going off more than usual yet no one seemed to notice, of course the police were never quite bored on most days anyways. The thing that caught this woman's eyes was the amount of ambulances that followed the police cars. She knew something wasn't quite right. So she hurried home a bit faster than usual.
She took the stairs up to her apartment, sat on the couch and turned on her television. She flicked over to a news channel to find out what the fuss was about, "… a new form of rabies which only is seemed to be affecting humans, the victims to this disease becoming violent and instinctively biting people making them also victims to the disease. So please stay in your homes, and out of crowded areas."
This doesn't feel good she thought to herself. She grabbed her hiking backpack and started to pack her survival gear. A couple of hunting knives, her bow and arrow, packets of food which had to be boiled, a couple litres of water and sleeping gear. And she walked out of her apartment prepared for the worst.
"Oh hello Jane," a frail voice stopped her from walking out of the apartment block for the moment.
"Hello Mrs Benning," Jane turned and faced the old woman. Jane knew that if the rabies got out of control Benning would be one of the first to go. Survival Jane thought to herself.
"Going on another trip? Going to bring me home another pelt, the fox one you brought me last time was very nice."
"Yes, I am going on another trip, by myself this time though."
"Oh dear that is quite dangerous, I don't want you attacked by a bear or worse."
"I'm sure I will be fine, but I best be off before I change my mind. But if a bear does decide to attack me I will make sure I will bring back his pelt for you." Benning smiled at Jane.
"Well be off then, see you in a week or so." Jane nodded
"Goodbye Mrs Benning."
It pained her to leave Benning behind; Jane enjoyed her company as much as Benning enjoyed hers.
Jane left the building and quickly hopped into her car. She started to hear the screams of the people being attacked. She knew it was getting bad and faster than expected. And she left the city heading out to the forest to survive. Of course she felt bad leaving the people she knew behind, it wasn't like her to run off in the first sign of trouble, in fact she was more likely to walk towards it rather than run away, but she knew she had to find people to create a resistance. Something about driving north caught her attention. She took a deep breath refusing to look back and began to drive towards Muncho Lake.