C'est ici.
Qui ça?
Les conversations sournoises à huis clos n'étaient pas une nouveauté pour Josiah, en particulier dans la fosse de Sierra-Armstrong. Même maintenant, comme le commis a enregistré la quantité de produits pharmaceutiques, d'aliments, de boissons et de non-essentiels sur un presse-papiers avec un langueur étranger à lui, l'attention de Josiah n'a pas été attirée par le fait que des voix étouffées pouvaient être entendues à moins de dix pieds de lui dans le bureau du superviseur, mais le commencement qui venait d'eux.
Le presse-papiers de la main de Hewitts a été mis au rebut sur une boîte de seringues alors qu'il s'approchait gentiment de la porte du bureau. Les voix, râpées d'émotion et de calme forcée, se sont fait plus claires à mesure que Josiah s'approchait sur des talons surélevés. Se penchant l'oreille contre le visage frais de la porte, la voix du superviseur de Hewitts, Lee Graham, sifflait avec colère à son invité inconnu.
Pourquoi tu me dis ça? Tu crois que je sais que je garderai mon cul en sécurité, José? Parce que si quoi que ce soit, je serai tué pour savoir qu'ils ont permis à un déserteur de revenir dedans!. Grahams calme exclamations se sont levés et sont tombés comme il a énoncé comment baisé il se croyait être.
Relax, mon pote, tout le monde va le savoir bientôt. Can't diriger un comté si vous n'avez pas de gens., Josiah senti une main débauchée, fantomatiquement sur la nuque de son cou. José Ruiz était un coursier et, à bon droit, un bavardage notoire qui a frappé Josiah à plus d'une occasion (qu'il a toujours provisoirement refusé) avant d'avoir assez de sentiment d'auto-possession pour dire à José de dériver.
Le gamin est venu sans son père aussi. Aucun signe du vieil homme, de nouveau venu les murmures de Ruiz, et Josiah a à peine réussi à étouffer une gaspille. Aucun nom n'avait été dit ou entendu, mais, comme il s'éloignait de la porte dans l'incrédulité sèche, Josias savait que Damian était revenu.
De retour de là-bas; Hewitt toujours introspectivement appelé ce qui était au-delà de la Sierra-Armstrong comme les terres extérieures. Il ne pensait pas que les Outlands offraient un réconfort à part la mort.
La seule image qui restait brûlée sur l'esprit de Josiah pour le reste de son service était celle de son père.
Tu es en vie, papa? Peux-tu l'être? Josias s'est étonné de rêver.
S'il vous plaît... S'il vous plaît, soyez en vie.
Josiah Hewitt
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Gay
Age: 20
Role in Community: Garrison Clerk
Appearance:
A tan complexion complements young Josiah’s wavy chestnut hair and almond-shaped eyes. A ski-sloped nose, occasional patchy stubble, and a mole dappling his upper right cheek are the hallmarks of the budding adult’s countenance. Josiah’s wiry frame is unlike the muscular physique of soldiers, bespeaking a more white-collar lifestyle. This, too, reflects his formal wear; often seen in a simple collared white dress shirt tucked neatly into black slacks that cuff loafers. Outside of work Josiah never strays from t-shirts of navy blue or black hues and modest, comfortable jeans.
Biography:
A child of Ojibwe and Métis heritage, Hewitt’s great-grandparents moved from southeastern Canada to the west-coast to move on from past troubles. His father, a farmer and seasoned carpenter, and mother a shopkeeper, kept to their rural estate two miles from the Sierra-Armstrong county for the early onset of the apocalypse before the burgeoning pressure of the infected, survivors, and bandits, drove them towards the promised safety of Sierra-Armstrong.
At the age of twelve Hewitt’s father was forcibly removed from the county for criticizing authorities, leaving an adolescent Josiah with his ailing mother, whose lung disease would inevitably take her life two years later. Distraught by his mother’s death and incensed by the apathy shown by the Sierra-Armstrong government, Josiah prepared to leave the county to search for his father. As he approached the looming walls of Sierra-Armstrong, however, his fury dissipated. Josiah knew all he’d find outside would be death.
Personality:
Josiah is a reticent and timid, albeit sensitive, individual. He is drawn to others for their warmth and love, but his reserved conscience and chronic anxiousness keeps him from bonding with them. This conundrum often leaves him with too many acquaintances and too little friends, a curse he considers the product of his parents' deaths. As a friend, however, Josiah exhibits motherly tenderness and effervescence, never inactive in a friend's life and always carrying a sense of responsibility for their wellbeing.
At work, Josiah is a diligent and humble worker. While he craves the coddled feeling of praise, he rarely seeks out credit or spotlight. Soft-spoken, Josiah finds himself intimidated by the dogmatism shown by soldiers and cherishes time away from militaristic aspects of the county. He enjoys the quiet of solitude his life outside of work grants him, spending his time gardening, reading, and collecting magazines.
Living Arrangements: Josiah lives near the slums, in a small bungalow.
Possessions:

Gardening tools (a spade, a trowel, and a rake)
A copy of The Odyssey by Homer
A collection of binders for work and writing
A utility knife
Deerhide moccasins from his grandfather
Magazine copies of Fashion, Esprit de Corps, Vogue, Allure, and Enjoy

Relations
Stefan Novak -
From what younger Josiah gleaned from his father's brief confrontations with the professor, Stefan appeared to be very professional but compassionate; qualities he grew to respect about the man as he passed adolescence. Novak's disappearance from the county left Josiah with questions-as it did with many others-though he never dared to seek answers.
Damian Novak -
Damian was always an elusive person to Josiah. His involvement in Garrison military always kept Hewitt away from the brown-eyed wonder. From what he has heard about Stefan's son, however, has led him to believe that perhaps it is best to stay away.
Kaitlyn Novak -
The only Novak whom Josiah sees semi-regularly, he never fails to be impressed by the work she and her family dedicates to the medical ward. In a world with seemingly limitless pain and death, Kaitlyn seems to ameliorate it, earning his respect.
Joseph Briggs -
Undoubtedly one of the more intimidating soldiers Hewitt has encountered, Josiah knows to keep afar. Not unlike Damian, the chitinous shell of Briggs's personality makes Josiah anxious when the soldier is around.
Amelia Wintergarden -
Josiah has only seen Amy on occasion, and finds her inclination for horses very sweet. Although he admires her independence, Josiah also greatly envies her freedom and self-preservation.
Olivia Samsuel -
A girl whose extroversion greatly contrasts his withdrawn personality, Josiah is both appreciative of her strong voice in matters and cowed by it. He sees her regularly at the Garrison, and always offers her a small, polite smile.
Oliver Allington -
Perhaps the one person Josiah can empathize with, given the similar circumstances in which their parents met death. Though he can understand that much, Hewitt cannot help but see Ollie as a mere hoodlum. Often he wonders if his own father wanted Josiah to become what Oliver is, in defiance to the oppression from Sierra-Armstrong authorities. Though it shames him, Josiah hoped not.