Angel woke with a start. She had been dreaming of her Mum and Dad. They were telling her that everything was going to be ok and that they loved her very much. Angel missed her parents so much. She grabbed her gun and walked cautious down to the room where everyone else was resting. Talking was going on in the room.
"I'm very sorry for intruding, but this is the only safe place I could find!" It sounded like a boy, frightened.
"Hay?" Angel walked in and a boy about 13 was standing near the window, Angel was in a pair of PJ's that belonged to Hay when she was little, "What's happening?"