He never thought freedom never tasted so guilty until now. But as he lies on the ground, gasping for breath after a run that had taken him miles away from his home, he knows that this is not his first time running away. He looked back into the woods. It was only then that it struck him that no one would ever find him here. He didn't really want to go back, not now and not in ten years and have a house built where there were still people left alive. No, it would be better to stay here, just for tonight. Tomorrow, he would get up, walk out of the capital with all the money he carry and head west. Maybe, just maybe. He would find the answers. Disclaimer : This book is mine. I like to write and this book has it own flaws. Published a book is a big dream of mine so I chose this platform as the starter. A/n : English is not my first language so please forgive me - update in two weeks