Freedom, she said.

It was near dawn. We where just floating in our kayaks, without any course in the Malecon bay. It was so relaxing, so confortable, you can almost forgot the Infection, and all the once-human creatures that where wandering in the streets.

That was our future, I was thinking.

Then, suddenly she broke the silence:

-Freedom.-

-What?-

-Just that. Just freedom. That is just what is left to us, I mean, in the past we were full of ambitions, full of happy thoughts like having a family, growing old and all that, and now, we just want to survive, and live another day just to wake up and begin surviving again.-

I didn't say nothing. What could I say? She was right.

Freedom. That was our happy thought in the present day.