<div class="floatright">(http://i45.tinypic.com/10xhhxz.jpg%5D)</div>Korryn had arrived in Hope Springs a little under a week before. Luckily for her, one of the families of the town had a spare cot they let her use. It was nice to be someone that felt some what familiar to her. Shortly after leaving her prior home, she'd quickly realized that trying to survive in the dusty wastes was not something she had been taught very well how to do. But she had packed well enough to make the two day trip from her starting point.<br/><br/>She had only just pulled on her clothes for the day; a deep, forest green, long sleeved shirt, and a denim jacket that had been made into a very by cutting off the sleeves. The vest was worn in many places, but it was hard to find clothes that weren't. Some jeans and some boots efficiently covered the rest of her body, and she was lacing her boots when she heard the low cry of the siren. It was a sound that made her blood suddenly turn cold.<br/><br/>Mr. Wilotson, the man of the house she was staying at suddenly rushed in with her wife. "Under the bed." He told her before he looked to Korryn. He grabbed her in a paniced matter, pushing her towards the single closet in the small house. He opened the door and pushed her in. "Stay low and stay quiet."<br/><br/>"B-but I have weap--" She started to say from her sitting spot in the closet. He simply put a finger to her lips. "They have weapons too. And if they see you with one, they'll kill you and take it, giving them only more weapons. Stay quiet." He said again before he shut the door, enclosing her in darkness, except for the few small holes in the door that allowed her to peer out.<br/><br/>Mr. Wilotson rushed around, trying to hide whatever items Korryn had left out. Any sign that a female lived there. Then he when around, opening draws and putting items out that had any sort of value. His plan was to let them take what they wanted and remain completely calm. There was no point in showing resistance, because that would only get you killed. He sat on the single cot, waiting.<br/><br/>The silence scared her more than the siren. It took her a moment to realize how hard she was breathing and that she was shaking. They could easily find her, and his wife. Could she really stay hide in here if they hurt the people who had let her stay with them? She covered her mouth, peering out one of the tiny holes in the door, and waited.