Jared walks up the hill. Looking around. He was certain he had seen a figure lying in the grass ontop of the hill. "Hello?" He calls out again. He needed sleep but the heavens weren't letting anyone sleep. Not that wasn't in a permanent sleep. Well maybe the heavens would but...he...he needed to find others. He didn't have time to sleep...right? No rest for the wicked...a song...went through his head. He couldn't even remember who it was by. He looked around then spotted her. Running towards her. His sleeves flying in the wind. He comes to a stop on the flat of the middle hill. Looking at her. "Hello. My name is Jared. I'm looking for other survivers. So far there is me, two little ones, and the older lady who is being their nanny. Please tell me you are not just a figment of my imagination."