Ethan lay in his stolen bed, staring blankly at the ceiling as he woke up. He felt.. Off today. Since the outbreak he'd been on the run with his family, chasing after an area in Vancouver that claimed to still be safe. He didn't feel normal though, whatever his normal was anymore. Just last year he'd been a promising student with a bright future, destined for a full life, now he was just a scared kid with even more terrified parents and a 12 year old sister. "Mom..?-" he rasped, before a wracking cough shook through his body. And then another. And another. He coughed until he was breathless, his vision blurred and his eyes felt like they were bulging out of his head "M-" another cough "MOM!" he tried to stand up, to walk over to her, she was just across the room.. But his legs shook and he fell flat against the ground, his chin cutting open on the rough cement floor. He continued coughing until he couldn't, and then he coughed some more, laying down as his world faded to black.
