Clark and Lucy continued down the road.  They moved cautiously though Clark made a point of staying at Lucy’s pace.  He kept his hands on his rifle as Lucy was right about there not being much cover along the way.  If the creature came there would be little place to hide.  He wondered how many other survivors there we’re.  Lucy had been the first he had seen since setting out.  “So you said you came from Chicago?” Clark said conversationally as he took a drink from his canteen.  “That’s a long journey to make,  did you do it on foot?”