Chapter Four
It was the early hours of the morning when Sayen and the others made it to the outskirts of the city. They were still several miles’ walk from downtown, where they hoped to find the kind of people who could help them in their new, cred-free lifestyle. Makey clearly couldn’t go any farther that night, however. The kid was stumbling with tiredness, and Jas and Carl also looked pale and drawn.
They’d come across a stream as they descended the hills, and the water had seemed clean enough to drink. All four of them had been extremely thirsty by then and willing to take the risk. Sayen’s stomach had ached with hunger for a few hours, but now she only felt a little weak for lack of food.
The suburban houses at the city’s edge offered little hope of rest or sustenance. Knocking on
