Anna's eyelid's open to the drip, drip, drip of water sliding into them.<br/>Leaky roof again, Anna thought.  She got up,  preparing to stretch.<br/>She had been alone for a solid three weeks.  At first it was terrifying,  knowing that no one would come to the door again.  But eventually, like a virus, her mind adapted.  She looks once more into her sister's room.  It is getting dusty and dirty and her eyes falls on the Frozen poster on the far wall.  Anna and Elsa stared back.  Indirectly as always.  They always said that she looked like her.  Anna.  She even had the same name.  She closes her eyes, remembering the days when she would dress up as Princess Anna to entertain her sister.  Those were good times.<br/>That was before the war.<br/>Anna shakes the memories and walks out into the wasteland, gun in hand.