"Selena, and Sammy. This is our safe heaven. Who are you?" asked a girl that emerged from the darkness. There was another girl with her.<br/><br/>â€œMy name is Damiana,â€ she said cautiously and followed grabbing her sister from a box when she saw her hat sticking out, â€œCome on Lia.â€ Setting Aurelia down, she walked in step to the people. Heading up a set of stairs they came to a room.<br/><br/>"Come in." she gestured to them.<br/><br/>The room wasnâ€™t spectacular but Damiana was in no position to speak. She was just happy to be in a place without zombies trying to kill them. Or, at least, the people didnâ€™t look like they were in any hurry to kill them.<br/><br/>Aurelia walked up to the scratched up gray couch and sat; newspapers crunching under her feet. â€œAna, come and sit.â€ She gave a pouty look and rubbed her eyes yawning.<br/><br/>â€œItâ€™s alright, Iâ€™m going to stand, get some rest.â€ She turned to the strangers Selena and Sammy and asked, â€œIf you donâ€™t mind, I would like to ask some questions.â€ She had a look ne her face that her father usually gave; confident and sure as hell not joking around. There were things she wanted to ask these people. â€œWe will ask each other in turns if that is alright.â€<br/><br/>Damiana kept her fingers on the safety and trigger, ready for anything. Now that they were in the light she could see the others better. Selena looked vaguely familiar to her. But she couldnâ€™t place were. Her hair was a cotton candy pink, along with her fancy outfit she wore. Her friend Sammy seemed to catch her eye more. Creamy blond hair and purple eyes that made her think tiger. She didnâ€™t like her, the instant she saw her, and it was either the cocky attitude the woman showed or the large breast she displayed in a Chinese designed dress. Not that she had a problem with women with large breast because she had a decent C cup. It was just that women with a large chest were, as she had been shown before, whores.<br/><br/>She didnâ€™t want to judge the girls yet she kept her mind to the future questions she wanted to ask. Waiting for an answer she placed a hand on her hips and surveyed the boring little room without diverting her attention.