I was covered in ash, a gray cloud of smoke surrounded me, I slowly got to my hands and knees. My jaw dropped as I focused through the smoke. The house was gone, blown to pieces including parts of the road. It was now rubble, a mess as I stood to my feet and walked on the glass and pieces of house. I started to become light headed, I looked down at my leg. Blood gushing out with a piece of glass poking deep into my leg, I pulled it out slowly with a cringe. The back of my arm was burned badly, my skin felt of leather, it stung and hurt a pain I couldn't handle. I passed out falling to the ground and hitting the asfault. I woke up lying in a small wagon, I sat up and looked at my arm which was wrapped with gauze. My leg also wrapped in gauze. I looked ahead of me as the wagon moved, a grown man was pulling the wagon, he was wearing a shawl and moccasins on his feet with army green pants. Who was this man and why did he help me I wondered, I looked around to see where he was headed "oh your awake now how'd you rest?" He asked said still looking forward and.pulling the wagon "well um good I guess, where are we going?" I asked the man as I sat in the wagon holding my right arm. "To my home so I can get a good look at that wound of yours" he said pulling the wagon. "oh, why did you save me?" I asked tilting my head in curiosity. "Well I was out searching for food with my wagon then I found you lying on the road and noticed you were still conscious so I decided to help" the man responded nicely.

" So are you alone or do you have someone with you?" I asked. "Just me and my dog, I did have a son" he said "did?" I asked, "he was shot and killed when this whole mess started" he said sadly with a sigh. "Oh sorry for asking".
"Its ok " he said to me. A few minutes later of riding the wagon I fell asleep. I woke up hours later, I yawned then sat up from a couch, "a couch?" I said looking at the couch I was on, the man laughed " yes that's a couch, go wash your hands dinners almost ready" he told me with a smile. Dinner? I said in my head, I looked around, I was in a cabin with a fireplace and a bear rug, It was a small cabin but it was nice. I got up from the couch in search of the bathroom, I walked into a small kitchen with a little wooden table the man was sitting at carving a piece of wood with his knife "need somethin?" He asked me without him even looking up from the wood "ya where is the bathroom?" I asked awkwardly, "outside and to your right will be a little wooden outhouse." He answered. I walked out the front door, trees all around. A dirt road ahead of me, it was secluded out here,  where we're we.