[u]Sophia[/u] - On the Bridge Railing

Sophia didn't have the pistol but took Alex's water and sipped it. When he told her he believed in her, she wasn't exactly sure what to do with those words or what he really meant by them. She handed back the water and found a post to watch for problems. She found a spot on the bridge that she could shimmy up higher and see in all directions. And if things went really south, she could keep going and hide out like she had in the tree when all of this had started. 

Looking out, she could see the first dead-heads coming through the parked road traffic. From the other direction, it still looked clear, but that was all the way across the bridge and getting stuck in the middle would really mess up their day. It wasn't a huge leap for her brain to think about survival, she had figured out how to avoid danger at school and at home even before the world had ended. 

"We need to be going," she says, her voice not much higher than the wind. She needed to work on that. "Alex. Angela. We need to go!" she tried a little louder.