I wake up and look over at Vendeen. She sleeps peacefully. It's the first time either of us have slept for any length of time in five years. Ever since.....
I remember an explosion, running, screams...death. I don't want to remember.
What everyone who survived is calling the Calamity, I call it evil. Vendeen and I have grown to depend on each other now more than ever. Where she consistently tried to keep me cheerful and happy, I'm now trying to keep her from depression. We need each other. Food is difficult to find. Scavenging is pointless. It only results in fighting one beast or another. We are working to find a permanent place to live. We hear there is lodging and homes being built somewhere. We've yet to see them. We search for our friends, but we have yet to find them.
I regret now waking up so early. Vendeen is starting to groan in her sleep. If only the pain would go away...
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