It was dumb, Neasa knew that, but she needed to stop. She was nauseous, she could feel a scab peeling and bleeding on her calf, and she was already exhausted. This was what she got for stupidly going into the Zone to find her stupid brother. This was her stupid life. 

Neasa glanced around to see if there was anybody nearby before making her way over to a crumbling building. She stepped inside and sat against a corner so nobody could sneak up on. Once the dizziness and nausea had faded enough that she didn't think she would hurl if she bent over, she rolled up her pant leg and sure enough, a blister had opened and was oozing down her leg. 

She pulled her bag off her shoulder and set it down beside her, then rooted around in it for a moment before dragging out an old piece of cloth. It was dirty and covered in blood and not at all hygienic but it was all she had. She wiped up the oozing mess as best she could then folded the cloth over. She then tied it around her leg, a makeshift, terrible bandage to cover the blister. It was a sad, momentary bandage to try and hide a much bigger problem but it was all she had. 

That done, she rested her head back against the wall and sighed heavily. Normally she tried not to think about how much she wanted to go home, but man did she want to go home. She was sick of the Zone. Sick of suffering from radiation poisoning. To hell with her brother, who was probably dead anyways. But going home meant admitting to her family that she had failed and potentially left her stupid brother if he was still alive. Yeah, that would go over well.

With a groan, Neasa got back to her feet, threw her bag over her shoulder and continued on her way, as if her brother would somehow magically appear.