Ash was waiting at the car by the side of the road. Nothing much had happened while the others had been away on their end. She’d been bored, so had started seeing how far she could throw the loose pebbles of the road. However when she heard a car approaching she turned and smiled seeing that it meant they were back and began running over. Marshall was the first to get out but she stopped when she realised that there was a new man in the cab of the car and it wasn’t Luke. She noticed another car pulling up, a police car but couldn’t see him in that either.
“Where’s Luke?” She asked softly as Marshall asked everyone to gather around and began telling them what had happened when they went out to look for gas. At first Ash’s look was confusion but as his story went on her face started to change to a look of horror. Tears welled up in her eyes as she stepped back slightly, shaking her head slowly as the salt water began dripping down her face as she shook her head. “You’re lying…” She said softly, shaking her head furiously, trying not to listen to what he was saying. “No it’s not true!” The girl insisted.
She backed away into the nearest car and slowly sank to the ground, her entire body shaking as her head constantly shook back and forth. He just... he couldn’t be dead. He was supposed to be the one who lived, the one who was just always there. Why? Why did he have to die? It didn’t seem fair. He was a good person. He didn’t deserve that. He had been bit while they had been escaping, Marshall said. He had been protecting her, maybe if she had done something differently… if she hadn't needed protecting… maybe he wouldn’t have gotten hurt… he’d still be here.