[b]”Follow the power lines, follows the power lines,”[/b] Daily whispered to herself, her bright green eyes darting about. She was on the outskirts of Summer City, and made a small noise as she adjusted her leather jacket, which caused the items she had packed on her back to move a bit. She didn’t see any infected at the moment, but she knew once she entered the city limits, it was game over. She looked over her back at the line of poles leading back towards the woods, the ones she’d come from, and wondered if she shouldn’t just turn around and go back. But no. Moving was key to survival wasn’t it? Staying hauled up in one location was like putting all your money in one bank, like sitting in a corner and expecting not to be found when every other corner had been checked. She shook her short blonde locks and had renewed determination. Well, sort of. She moved her bag to her side and unzipped it, pulling out a bottle of clear liquid. She unscrewed the top and took a swig, only her second of the day, and put it back. She had to ration after all.

The girl’s boots made surprisingly little noise on the concrete, though of course they made less on grass and earth. She was particularly interested in finding a pharmacy in this city. Drugs, even as simple as aspirin or ibuprofen, were something she could always use. 

Her thumb spun the thick band on her thumb, the only finger the ring fit on. It was her father’s wedding band, that she’d managed to take off him before leaving him to rot in the woods so many years ago. He had few mementos she could look at and think of him, so the ring was special to her. She would spin it around her digit when thinking, often times trying to recall things he’d spoken about or said. Like the power lines. They were like creeks. They led you to clear spots and civilization. And the set she’d followed had led her to a residential area. That was fine though. Plenty of undeveloped lots and bushy backyards to go through or lose and infected in rather than walk down the street, looking as tasty as a turkey on Thanksgiving. For the moment though, she simply mumbled to herself, trying to think of more tips while walking carefully amongst the various abodes.