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I woke up from a deep, dreamless sleep. I rubbed the sleep out of my eyes, yawned and streched my skinny body, while my bones creaked.

'Where am I?' I thought and felt the carseat under me and the soft vibration of the motor. 'Oh of course!'

I opened my eyes and heared a familiar voice next to me, ''Good morning sleepyhead, got a good sleep?'' I turned my head to Luke, ''Yeah, I never slept that good for a long time! How long was I out?'' I asked, while bearing down a yawn. ''Uhm..., not that long, I think two or three hours.''

I looked at his face and noticed dark circles under his eyes, ''Hey, what about swapping seats, I can drive and you can take a nap.'' I said.

He shook his head, ''Naahh, I'm not that tired, if it's to much for me, I'm gonna tell you.'' I sighed disappointed, ''You're just afraid of having a carcrash again.''

''Hey! Don't tell me you wouldn't be, if you had hit the frontseat so hard with your head, that you got a concussion and seen stars everytime you close your eyes!''

I remembered that day. Dad took us out of the quarantinezone, to explore and searching for supplies.

We found a car which was fixable and believe it or not, we fixed it!

It was so exiting, when I sat behind the wheel, my brother on the backseat, ''Please don't kill us!'' he said with a played, worried face, my father sat next to me and gave me instructions how to start the car, where to brake and the most important thing, where to step on the gas.

At first I was a little shy and stepped carfully on the gas, but every moment, in which the car got faster and faster I stepped stronger and stronger, feeling the wind blowing through the cars windows around us.

The three of us laughted and we turned the next corner. Then I saw it, a few meters in front of us, were cars, which barricaded the street.

I tried to brake but something blockaded the pedal.

I shouted in desperate, ''Fasten your seat belts!'', my father screamed, I did what he said, he took the steering wheel and tried to steer us away from the cars but it was too late. The last thing I heard before the crash, was my brothers ''What, did you say?'', and then *Bang*...

I came back to the present and said, crossing my arms in front of my chest, ''That wasn't my fault, remember? Also dad said that the brake was blockaded by a stone!'' ''Anyway, as I said, when I'm feeling too tired, I'm gonna let you drive, I promise.''

''Fine.'' I muttered, while resting my heels on the dashboard and looking out of the window.

We drove through a small city, all the houses which we passed by were heavily vegetated with bloomers and native plants.

The truck swirred colourful leaves up, which flew across us to made their way slowly back to the ground. It was autumn and it seems like the air outside got colder and colder every day.

I took my notebook and a pencil out of my backpack.

I flipped through the pages, which were full of my drawings.

Since I was little and I could remember, I always spent every freetime I had with drawing of everything I saw and what fascinated me. Especially the faces of people, you know the eyes are the windows to our soul and I always tried to reflect that in my drawings.

The most drawings are from my father and my brother, I drew them in their different countentances, when they were angry or sad or happy, it made a lot of fun.

But I also drew other people, like the grumpy soldier, back in my school, his name was Phil, he spent the most time with shouting at us kids, but I knew deep inside he wasn't that bad.

Or Fatty Frank, a student from my school, I think the name said everything, he was very fat.

I don't even know how he got so fat, I mean we live in an apocalypse, food is very rar and people kill each other for food rations.

Anyway, he always bullied and beat up smaller kids, including me, I tried to fight back but he was so strong and two years older than me.

One day my brother came and pushed Fatty down and then, I swear, I'm not kidding, he couldn't stand up, cause he was too fat.

Everyone laughed at him, including me, I mean, I have nothing against fat people, but I was very pissed off at him in that moment and yeah of course it looked funny.

I think there is always a reason why people act like assholes, they have something that eat them up from inside and that's what I saw in Franks eyes.

On the one hand there were amusement, hate, condescension but on the other hand I could see desperate and sadness.

That's also the reason why I draw him.

I continued flipping through the pages, 'Wait!' I stopped at one drawing.

It showed a girl with a deeply saddened expression on her face.

She got a short ponytail, a few strains fell in her face, which got a few freckels. She got big eyes and a small scar went through her right brow.

But what really caught my attention was, that the drawing had no name and I couldn't remember it either. 'Ellen? Ellis? Or maybe Eliot?Mhh..., but it was something with an 'E'!'. I wrote an question mark under the drawing.

The last time I saw her was more than one year ago, we were on the schoolyard, when she stabbed a kid with his compass, she had to go to the directorial and never came back, maybe she got to another school or something like that.

She was always single-handed, always sitting alone in the cafeteria, picking at her food and she always wore that mask, which hid her real feelings, but I could see them anyway.

I never talked to her, maybe I thought she would be like the other assholes on our school!

Well, my brother managed to befriend anybody he wanted to, even if the one was the biggest asshole.

So I always sat at a table with him and his friends, they talked about girls and stuff and I studied the people around me.

Luke said it's kind of creepy but I can't help it...

A loud noise interrupted my thoughts. I looked terrified up and turned my head to Luke, only to see his head resting on the car horn ''what the...?!'' I took with one hand the steering wheel to prevent a crash into a house, which now passed by.

With the other I grabbed the shoulder of my brother and shoke him.

He woke up, lifted his head and muttered ''What...?'', ''Just stop the fucking truck!'' I shouted and for a few seconds he widened his eyes in suprise and looked to me confused.

But then it seemed like he found back into reality, braked and the truck stopped slowly.

''What happened to 'when I'm feeling too tired, I'm gonna let you drive, I promise.' '' I said, while trying to imitate his deep voice in a dumb way and gave him an offended glance,

''Sorry, sorry, my eyes got so heavy and then..., you know, I just fell asleep.'' He rubbed his eyes and gave me an apologizing look.

I sighed ,''Well then, get up from the seat, I'm driving!'' I said, with a little tick of excitement in my voice.

I took my notebook back into my backpack and we swapped seats.

When I sat on the drivers seat I noticed blood on the bonnet ''Hey, what happened there?'' I asked and pointed to the blood.

Luke ,who made himself confortable on the seat next to me, looked where I pointed to. ''Oh yeah, earlier this morning, there came infected towards the truck and I ran them over..., it was kind of awesome!'' He grinned and I gave him a stunned glance ''And you didn't wake me up?! I wanted to see that too!'' I cried out disappointed and started the motor.

''Where are we actually?'' I asked and we drove across a bridge to the highway, leaving the city behind us. ''We're leaving now Harrisburg, I think.'' He said looking on a map, which he found under the seat and showed me the route. ''The next bigger city on our way is Pittsburgh, when we're there, we can look for supplies and benzine.'' ''Alright.'' I nodded and stepped on the gas, driving along the highway.

After two hours passed, in which I drove along the highway, while Luke was snoaring next to me, I finally made a break.

I filled the tank of the truck with benzine, from a canister, which I found in the back of the truck, I also found, rounds, a rope, an uniform, a blanket, a medikit, batteries, a pistol and flaslights.

I took the rounds, the rope and the medikit, also the batteries, 'Can be useful for later!'.

I went back to the driver cabine, took a waterbottle and beef jerky out of my bagpack.

I closed the cardoor leaned with my back against the truck, while pushing pieces of beef jurky in my mouth. I was a little bit freezing, when the cold wind blowed around me, 'When we're in Pittsburgh we've to look for some warm clothes', I thought.

My look wandered over the landscape in front of me.

There were a few houses and forests,

'I wonder if there are other survivors.' I thought, 'maybe some people like me and Luke, who search for a safe place, where they can live in peace , which they can call their home and beeing together with the ones they love and care about.' I sighed 'Maybe...' I took the last bit of the beef jerky and emptied the half waterbottle.

I was about to went back to the cardoor but a noise behind me caught my attention 'Was that a horse?' I turned my head, only to see a group of four hunters on the street, 50 meters away from the truck.

When they noticed me looking to them, they spored their horses and came towards me, 'were they just watching me? All the time? Kind of weird!'.

''Shiiit'' I yelped, hurried to the car door, swung it open and jumped inside.

I tried to start the motor, but it didn't work, as often as I turned the key ''Fucking lemon!?''.

Luke startled next to me, ''Charly? What's...'' But a shoot interupted him and the windshield broke in thousands of shards.

We covered our heads from the rain of shards.

I turned the key again and the motor got finally on.

I stepped as strong as I could on the gas and the truck speeded along the street.

More shoots hit the truck, a smack followed, I lost the control and the truck turned.

We crashed through the damaged guardrail, the car flew for a second, landed badly on the ground and made its way down through dense undergrowth.

All this time Luke and I got thrilled and I can tell you, it didn't feel very confortable.

After a few seconds, which seemed like enternity, the truck crashed into a tree and everything turned dark.