"Are you hungry, sis?"

As we walked and talked, Yula looked up at me and asked. Come to think of it, I hadn’t eaten. The drug made it so I didn’t really need to, but it’d probably be healthier to have a meal.

"Want to see our hideout?" Yula offered.

“What’ll we eat? The stuff you got last time? Do you have water?”

“Yep. We have some left.”

Yula grabbed my hand and pulled me along.

I followed her lead, weaving through run-down buildings and piles of dirt, walking along roads that were far from maintained. The kids chattered excitedly …