Colette heard the manâ€™s voice, hoping that this time it wasn't just another trick of her mind, tricking her into thinking there was someone else out there, someone to talk to and save her from her own insanity. For all this time she had been alone sense her friends had passed away, she had never once spoken to anyone else. The only thing that seemed to keep her sane in these times, was searching, searching for someone to talk to, heck even a hug at this point seemed better than anything she could imagine.<br/>Before the end happened, she had been a simple Irish girl. Living in America. Her life was simple, almost bland. At first when everything ended, she was almost happy. Happy that something interesting was finally happening. Something to break up her bland life, she had welcomed the change. Unfortunately though, it wasnâ€™t all fun and games once her friends started dying left and right around her.<br/>She hopped up from the spot where she was laying in the grass, and brushed off her utterly destroyed black skirt. She also brushed some of her long red hair off her face, while quickly walking down the hill to see where the voice came from.