What was left of Chelmsford gathered in the run-down town hall. The room was quite large, so the villagers only used up barely a quarter of the big cold, old hall.

The head Councilor was an old man known by the town folk as Mustache Rogers, he use to ran the museum for antiques before the disease came and left everyone penniless. He chatted with the other thirty villagers who were smiling and waiting for the meeting to begin.

Seven children ran around the unused space of hall while the adults talked about boring things.

Mr Reeve who use to be an artist, interrupted the chita chata and called for a silence.

"I believe that we have some guests here which we need to discuss." He said. "As Annah has so gladly captured with Ric, these lovely people." He continued.

"With the help of our vary french smelling cheese, Annah has been able to get the needed information out of them of their past and where they were going. Annah, you may now tell us all the information you have gathered from them." Said Moustache Rogers.

Annah took the stage.

"As my friend Mr Roger said, with the help of a biological weapon, thank you Mrs Jackson for supplying suck a specimen. We, me and my henchman Ric, have scared the information out of them. The older one is a worker at the Queens Council and carries the name Mr Jones"

The name Jones raised some eyebrows in the room.

"And the younger one has not given a name as of yet. They came from the small village of Prata which is based in Erebus basin, they both were heading for the city of Virtutem Spei, were we all know is where the QC is based. The girl in their boot is unclear, but I think she is a friend and not a foe." She took a sweeping bow and went to take a seat next to Ric who was smiling.

"Any news of how the girl is doing in the hands of our priest?" Asked Mustache Rogers, smiling.

"She is awake and was asking for a drink when I last checked her." Annah replied.

"Can we see the prisoners?" Asked one of the elderly villagers.

"That does sound like the best idea and to decide their fate with them in the same room. Annah and Ric, would you be able to bring the prisoners into us?" Asked Mustache Rogers. "As well as the girl, we will then be able to hear both sides of the story." He added.

Annah and Ric got up from their seats and walked out of the Hall. They headed towards the Mother Earth Temple that was in the west side of the town.

The priest was sitting on a plastic mat in the temples entrance, smoking a long glass pipe with a bowl of liquid on the end of it. He blew a large smoke ring that caught the wind, flying away across the barren countryside and out of sight.

"Priest Ryan, we are here to take the girl to the council." Annah said bowing to show her respect.

"Nelly." The Priest said, taking another suck on his glass tube.

Annah looked up. "What?" She looked confused. "I don't even know why we even have to bow to you, Ryan, it's not as if you're the real priest of this God forsaken temple. You're not even a real priest, your just here until the real priest comes back from Paris." She said brushing the dirt off her knees. Ric stood by, laughing at the matter. Ryan blow out another smoke ring.

"That's if he comes back." Ric said after regaining his breath.

"It will please the goddess." The priest said.

Annah rolled her eyes at the response.

"Even if there is a goddess I wouldn't even want to try and please her. Look at what she has let happen!" Annah pointed at the dying fields.

Ric intervened.

"Ryan if you can tell us where is the girl, we will let you in peace with your mist blowing contraption." Ric said holding Annah back from him.

"The girl you seek is called Nelly. She is with the prisoners." Ryan said smiling, he stared at Annah.

"Why in the name of Mother Earth would you let her go to the prisoners unsupervised!" Annah exploded.

Ric tightened his grasp on Annah's arm.

"Not too loud, you might upset the goddess." Ryan hissed.

"Whatever." Annah tugged at Rics grasp and freed herself. She stormed off towards the pig pens.

Ryan shook his head.

"Peace for all, you know man?" He said to Ric.

Rice didn't reply. He followed Annah and left Ryan to smoke his thingamabob alone in the piece of the dying world.

Annah found that Nelly had untied Jack and were both deeply in conversation.

"Right, you two, you're coming with me, and you..." She pointed at the miserable looking Mr Jones. "...I will come back for you."

Jack hesitated but Nelly followed Annahs commands. Jack looked confused. He glanced at his former tutor and then at Nelly.

Ric walked up to him and gestured for him to follow. He reluctantly followed Nelly and Annah. Ric walked behind him, making sure that Jack wouldn't try nothing.

The villagers were talking about the food prices and how hard it was to pollinate tomato plants by hand when Annah and Ric came in with Nelly and Jack.

Mr Reeve stood up and hushed the room once more. He called Annah up too give the names of the prisoners once more and the girl.

"Ric, can you go get the Jones dud." She asked.

Ric gave her a thumb up and slipped out.

"So, we have a boy who hasn't given his name." She said, waving her hand at Jack.

"And Nelly....What's your last name?" She asked.

"Bud, Nelly Bud." Nelly said smiling.

"The daughter of the Governor in Prata?" Asked Moustache Rogers.

Nelly nodded.

"What on earth were you doing in a boot of a car?" He asked.

Nelly shrugged her shoulder.

"Then we have Mr Jones, which Ric is getting now." Annah continued before taking a seat.

One of the villagers pulled up two more seats for Jack and Nelly to sit on.

"Should we start?" Asked MustacheRogers, curling his mustache.