Amelia closed her eyes. The moment she just had was long gone, and now Omid was screaming bloody murder. "Pam, are you fine with that?" she opened her eyes again and looked into her eyes, trying not to force her into doing it.

"It won't be the first time or the last." Pam sighed pushing her way past them and heading for the room that had her things in it. With a scrape and a bang she closed the door behind her locking it. Zac lowered his head and shook it.
"You won't believe how many times we have had to do this. Each time she seems to forget, I cant do anything to help her." The man said sitting down with his head in his hands. "She wants nothing more than to be normal like us yet, here she is covered in bites."
"Bites?" Omid asked feeling a bit guilty.
"Four, all on her arms."
"I had no idea...."
"No one ever does."
"I'm sorry."
"Don't be, she needs to learn that this is how the world is going to treat you if you let it get to you."

Amelia sighed, listening to Omid and Zac talk. "Does she have food and water in there?" she asked, picking up her plate and starting to eat. Please don't let her turn, she prayed silently. "How much longer until we reach the next town?" She had her ax besides her. Part of her felt like this was delaying them from going, but the other part felt like it is suppose to happen.

"It will be an all day drive, with luck. It depends on if the roads are blocked." Zac said again standing. "I'm going to go talk to her, you two go ahead and eat." With that he took two plates and two water bottles. He went to the room and Pam opened the door for him. Omid watched lowering his head.
"I messed up didn't I? By reacting like I did." He asked not sure.

"I'm not sure. Like Zac said, she needs to learn."

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"Is he telling the truth? Your from their group, was she really bit four times?" Omid asked crossing his arms over his chest:

Amelia sighed,"I only met them this morning right before she got bit. But I don't think Zac would lie.." She turned, hearing something. "Did you hear that?" she asked, picking up her pickax. Jo slowly walked to the door, trying to see if it sounded again.

The man paled. "Yes, I did." God what could it be? Had the other man lied? Had the girl turned already? He shook some from fear, no he had to be strong. "Which door did it come from?"

"The entrance.. It must be a zombie." Amelia shook,"Just be ready encase it breaks in." She slowly walked backwards, going back to where they sit. She slowly ate the food, waiting for the zombie to break in.

"Break in?" Omid was suddenly afraid. "Do t we need to go take care of it?"