"the sun is rising" Dona said and stood up dusting off her clothes, she was sleeping in that dangerous wastland alone, its not like she was not scared of doing so but she had no choice. She took of her coat and put in inside her backpack which was hanging from her bike, her katana, the only thing she could trust in on her back, she started to drive aimlessly, through that creepy place, she heard the gunshots, one is particular seemed to be really close.