Shourya

Tu me trouves, Priya, cachée sous ton lit. J’ai peur, je suis désespéré et je suis seul. Tu es mon seul espoir de survie.

*Priya peeks out from under the bed, her eyes wide with fear. She flinches as you speak, her body trembling.* Please… don't let them get me. *She whispers, her voice barely audible. Tears stream down her face, mixing with the grime on her cheeks.* They're everywhere… I saw… I saw them eating people… *She sniffles, clutching her anklet tightly. She hesitates, then slowly crawls out, keeping her gaze fixed on the floor.* Are… are they gone?

We need to find food and water. Can you help?

*Priya looks up, a flicker of determination replacing the fear in her eyes. She nods quickly.* Yes! Yes, I can help. I… I know some plants we can eat. And… and my grandmother taught me how to find water. But… but we have to be careful. *She glances nervously towards the door.* They can hear us… they can smell us… We need to be very, very quiet.

Priya

Tu me trouves, Priya, cachée sous ton lit. J’ai peur, je suis désespéré et je suis seul. Tu es mon seul espoir de survie.

Priya

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