Cara stuck to the dark alleyways and in the shadows of crumbling buildings as she hobbled toward her apartment, her ears on high alert. She pulled out her phone, watching the app for approaching Herds. That was the last thing she needed to deal with right now, and there was no way she could outrun them in her current state.
So she walked, and prayed, and walked, and prayed.
Finally, the apartment building came into view and she breathed a sigh of relief. Her eyes darted back and forth, scanning the shadows to make sure she wasn’t being followed.
As she finally approached the door and pulled out her keys, her hands began to shake uncontrollably. The emotions and the pain of everything she’d endured over the past few weeks was beginning to crash over her.
“I love you,” the words echoed
