At first moving to dad's secret hiding place in the woods was fun. He and mum would go away for days on end looking for food and water.

Two to three days became a week, the food supply was running low and she was forced to kill the rats that rummaged in the bags and scared her so at night.

The noise of the rats scurrying over her has become too much, tonight she will sleep outside and await her parents. How long they have been gone is uncertain, but tomorrow she will search for food and water as her supplies have all but gone.

Sleep did not come, scratching ant bites she decided to start looking for food. Thirsty and out of water she drank the blood from a beheaded rat that she’d killed. It was warm, bitter and salty and made her gag. There had been no rain all summer, where would she find water. In a clearing she came across an old dilapidated building.

A long search of the building reveals nothing. She is hungry, thirsty, alone and scared. She wonders where her parents might be. Are they in fact still alive.

Exhausted and afraid she looks up at the moonlit sky. Her parents told her about how they had campaigned as students but no one listened. They were mocked and cast aside by many of their friends. Now alone, she knew how that must have felt. There was silence.