SAMUEL
I shrugged. "Who knows?" I wasn't as calm as I made myself look, but I was working on blocking out my nervousness. It was surprisingly working quite well. Hex hobbled off and I didn't bother saying goodbye. Not like she wanted it anyways.
I sighed and stepped out onto the streets myself. Firehead was right, nothing. I kicked at a piece of rubble and stared ahead, sword in hand. I took a deep breath. They were hiding...they had to be.
I turned to Firehead. "We should probably get outta here."
She nodded and turned to take one last look at the puny bit of weapons that hadn't been ransacked already. There wasn't much that would be of any use. All of it had been taken by tribes already. "Coming?" I muttered.
She turned to me and nodded. I did't question why I asked her to come with me...I didn't question much anymore.
