She pretended to be asleep when he entered.

Ghoul gazed at her. He couldn't help but to think he was falling in love wih her.
No. impossible. he thought. Not with Jamia and the kids still out there.
But, it had been years since he last saw the rest of his family. By now, they were probably forced into BL/ind's way of living. They would have forgotten him. Jamia would have found another man to marry. Cherry and Lily had a new step-dad. Or worse, they could all be dead.

Slowly but surely, he crept over to the other woman. She was defiantly no Jamia, but she was probably all he'd get, at least for now.
"Hey," he said softly, "wake up."
She mumbled.
"Ma'am, wake up."
••••••••••••
Helena slowly opened her eyes.

She saw a man. He had long black hair and green-hazel eyes. He wore a dark green vest and black and yellow shirt underneath.
"Who are you?" she asked him.
"Fun Ghoul." he answered.
"Where's Party Poison? I need-"
"He's in the other. But you need to eat something. You don't look good."
"But-"
"Just eat something."
"Ok."

They went into the dinner and Ghoul gave her a can of refined beans.
"Its all we really got out here." he said.
"Beats the shit back in the city." she added. "I supposed you're all wondering how a random ass chick ended up in the desert."
"Poison thinks you're some kind of narc for Korse."
"As if. But I forced into the BLI headquarters, but not an actual employ per se."
"How so?"
She sighed, then continued, "After the Helium War, Korse had ghosted off those who rebelled against BL/ind. Usually, the men were ghosted off first and right away, but the women and children where different. They were held hostage, and often didn't get released until their male loved ones were deceased. Lost boyfriends, husbands, fiancees, fathers, sons, brothers, so on and so forth. Manly women were forced to re-marry those who had followed orders and start a new life under BLI's rule. And those who didn't got ghosted too. But for some fucked up reason, Korse never took my life despite the fact I rebelled constantly to get dusted out there."
'How come?"
"He said I was 'too pretty' to kill. Like I would ever believe that bullshit from him. I knew he already had a thing going on with that Japanese spokeswoman, but he wanted to make me his mistress. I refused of course, but he wouldn't take no for an answer. So he hid me in a storage room for years as his little sex slave. And one day, I couldn't take it anymore, so I broke free and ran."
"Alone?"
"Duh. But I need to speak alone with Poison."
"How do you even know him?"
" I know all of you. You're all wanted by BLI. but I still need to speak with him."
"For what?"
"I'm going to join you guys as killjoys."
"What?"
"You heard me, Ghoul. I'm joining you fuckers. I'm not going to let Korse keep thinking I'm a helpless baby out here. I'm not going back to BLI or Battery City. I'm 26. I only have one year left before I become dust and I'm not going to spend my last minutes of life in a virtual hell like that."
"Poison's not going to add any new killjoys. Especially not you."
"He will once I tell him something he's dying to know. Something I bet he's been dying to know since the war began."
"And what's so important to Poison that he'd consider adding a fifth killjoy to the group?"

She paused, and said, "I know what happened to his wife and daughter