Helen returned the wave, her hand staying mid wave for a second as she registered the other female figures. Her head moved slowly from the woman, dressed in uniform who had spoken to her, to their car, back to where the man had been, and back to the women, who were now starting to walk, following the man, one with brown hair, looked as dazed and confused as she felt.<br/><br/>She continued to move forward at the same pace as them, though her neck was sore she  still kept looking around, her mouth slightly open, her eyes staring, almost wildly. She felt wild at that moment wanting to cry or laugh she didn‘t know which. She felt total bewilderment. The man had spoken but she hardly heard him, other survivors?<br/><br/>This could not be happening, this was not real, at that moment all she wanted was to be back in England, again and again she closed her eyes trying to make all that she was seeing go away.<br/>“My name is … Helen, I'm ok but my neck hurts when I move it " she said, as they moved towards where the man lead them.<br/><br/>