She quickly flipped her watch over and the red dot flashing on it was the best thing he had seen in the past 24 hours.Chapter5: Dragon FireOlivia open...d her eyes from what felt like the sweetest nap in a long time. She opened her eyes to find herself lying on a plush red leather sofa. She remembered David giving her back her heels but she couldn't recall when she fell asleep in his embrace.Suddenly she felt a hand caressing her head and scalp. She sat up on the couch with a start and swung her. And it wasn't because she knew better than anyone else what to do. Ever since their eviction, they'd been wandering aimlessly beside the north periphery of the M11 motorway on which only the wealthy could travel and alongside which an electrified fence acted as a barrier to any invasion from rabid foxes and desperate plebs.There was probably once a time when Epping Forest was a desirable part of North London in which to live, but there was nothing particularly special about it now. The plague. Glaring at me, she slowly walks over to where I'm sitting. "What are doing sitting there? I told you to get on the floor!" she commands. She grabs me and throws me down, and I hit the floor hard. "Don't ever get up until I tell you to!! And for your disobedience, you will now pay." I say nothing, but turn my head down and submit. I am her slave.Heather comes up behind me as I'm laying there on the ground and slips a black studded collar around my neck. It feels too tight, but as I whimper in. As he sat there, unsure what to do, he smelt something unknown, something new and pleasant to him. He didn't know what it was or where it came from, he just knew that this was what he needed. He followed the scent for nearly a mile, and saw where it came from. It was a caravan of merchants from the coast, attacked by bandits several hours ago. These merchants often traded with them, selling various goods and buying animal skins from them. The corpses were fresh, and the smell of blood coursing.