As the darkness overpowered the stars and swallowed the moonbeams Talasyn did her best to sneak through the abandoned neighborhood. She was tired, but couldn't rest, and she had to find somewhere to go - somewhere to regain her strength. She did her best to sneak past the small cluster of zombies mulling around in the middle of the street, probably fixed on a squirrel or something. She presses her back against the dumpster bin for cover and pulled the pipe out of her backpack, just in case she would need it. Just before she was ready to break for the other side of the road, she was startled by a thump a few yards away, like someone banging on sheet metal. Talasyn braced herself and slowly peaked out from behind the dumpster to see a young man sprinting across the street. For a second, she doubted her own eyes, figuring she was hallucinating from a lack of sleep.