As the first rays of morning cut across the carpet, creeping its way toward the beds, the trio were getting themselves dressed, deciding on an early start to make some head way into their journey.
Creeping quietly down the stairs, they softly unlocked and opened the front door, slipping outside with the keys which they used to relock the door before posting them back through the small letterbox that was built into the wood not feeling that this was the kind of area one would leave a house unprotected.
Making their way eastwards, the houses started to become less shabby, showing signs of care and love. Finding a small bakery, the three walked inside, ordering a selection of bread, croissants and cakes for their ruck sacks as well as three large hot home made steak pasties that they ate s
