"No more tears."
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Dead. Everything was dead. Everyone was dead.Or at least that’s how Milly saw it.She was alone now. She had been with people. She had her friend. But now she was dead. Just like everything else.
Sometimes she thought this new world a blessing. Something that helped her get out of a troubled time. But it was relentless, it wouldn’t stop, it would never stop.
Sat huddled on a curb, holding her knees in, Milly sobbed. She cried for her family whom she would never see again, for her friend who had been eaten, for the hapless camp members she couldn’t care two figs about, even for her boyfriend who she left to die.
She was so wrapped up in her sadness that she almost didn’t hear footsteps, but she did. Taking it for one of those things, she didn’t bother to turn around. What was the use?
