The light prick of the dart as it hit her skin, went ignored as if it were some bug bite. The roar on the other hand was not ignored and prompted a look in the rear view.<br/><br/>â€œOh fuck me!â€ Clara exclaimed as she forced the pedal to the floor and wasted no time in speeding away. â€œWhere the fuck did those two come from?â€ she asked herself, while staving off the panic that was threatening to over take her. She drove nonstop until she reached the settlement some hours later. Her body was burning, she expected it was from the rush of adrenaline and then driving without breaking for something to drink.<br/><br/>Stopping outside the settlement she gets out of her jeep and pulls her rifle from the rack, checking the safety before advancing on the building.<br/><br/>â€œHello! Anyone here!â€ she called out as she approaches, wishing to not be shot for not properly announcing herself.  Oddly no answer came and she was left standing before the large doors cradling her rifle, trying hard to resist the urge to remove her shirt. She was just so hot...and thirsty. After a while she growled, going to the door and pushing on it she is able to push the heavy door open, though the old hinges groaned in protest. The place inside looked as if there had not been anyone there for sometime.<br/><br/>â€œHello!â€ she calls out once more, rifle at the ready as she slowly walks into the fortress. All the while the aching and nagging sensation that she was feeling was getting worst. It was like her body was burning from the inside out, making her feel like her skin was crawling. It was getting hard to focus on anything except this burning sensation and her thirst. Growling in annoyance she began to search for a water source so that she could cool off and slack her thirst. As luck would have it, she did not have to go too far till she came to a fountain in the center of town.<br/><br/>Practically running to the fresh and inviting water she nearly drops her rifle as she begins to pull off her clothing, her tank top at least is removed as she reaches the fountain. Rifle is rested up against the side of the fountain before she dunks her head into the cool water. Flicking her head back, her hands rubbing against her body as she moaned in pleasure. It felt so good to at last have some relief from her own body heat, not to mention the water which quenched her near maddening thirst.<br/><br/>About the time she decided to remove more clothing the rational side of her brought the common sense to bare.<br/><br/>Where was all the people?