Chaos in existence 3: Faint memories.

Shane and Carmen, stood there, looking at the people who had save them, obviously mourning the loss of… Jenny. It had been silent for a few minutes, no one knowing how to explain it to the new people of what’s happened to London.

“We need to know.” Says Shane, finally speaking to them, holding Carmen’s hand, to keep the pain off her ankle. “I’ll tell you,” says the man still unknown to them, “After we get you into some clean clothes, some food, and we look at your ankle.” He says to the women, he walks deeper into the mall, automatic in hand; ready in case one of those had broke through their defenses.

The man leads them toward the clothing department, where Shane and Carmen get dressed. Shane sports some black cargo pants, belt holding them up, with a white long sleeved shirt, covering her lanky arms, a new pair of chucks on her feet.

Carmen on the other hand, was wearing some faded jeans, a long sleeved shirt like Shane’s, only black, grabbing a pair of chucks like Shane’s, figures she goes through running this hell with high heels on.

Once they were out, they saw the man waiting there; they follow him toward the food section, Shane limping, Carmen aiding her. When they sit on the table, food already out for them, they began to eat as the man disappears into a store. When the man comes back, he holds a first aid kit; the man looks at Shane’s ankle, glad to see that there is only a small injury, probably be fully healed by tomorrow. The man wraps Shane’s ankle around tightly, making sure there’s enough pressure. Carmen and Shane were just about finished when the man stood up, “meet us back in the lobby, we’ll all be waiting there, we’ll inform you on what we know.”

As the man left out of sight, Shane and Carmen finish of their food, and walk towards the lobby.

“This is so strange,” Carmen says thinking back, “I hope my family is safe.” Carmen says with a sad look on her face.

“I’m sure there fine, where are they?”