Jun 18, 2015
They were locked in, enclosed in that place. Ivy sat and relaxed. Trix was right about everything: she had to stay calm and then she would be able to see where her mother was and thank God she would had slept all that time. Being a teenager whose father is lost and whose mother is actually affected by cancer in such apocaliptic world could drive mad anyone. Heavy breathing and all, anxiety. Still she managed to stay nearby a window and watch outside. No one she knew, close. Maybe Elijah but she wasn’t able to spot him anywhere. Fine, she thought. Anything could go wrong, yet everything could go right. Turned her face when she felt someone approaching: “Anything new?”