Covered in Mud and Grime

She rubbed her eyes. There was a man in front of her. Covered in mud and grime. Behind him was a cart with a woman and a very tired looking Donkey.

"No, no. I'm fine. You're not headed into the mountains I hope?"

"Yerp! That's where'we're headin'. Don't want'a be anywh're near thar city. Tis'been overrun it'as."

That woke her up.

"What do you mean overrun?"

"Well, missy. There were these monsters ever'where. Big'uns and little'uns. We saw it from't farm, load'd up ol' Bessy'ere and done us a runn'r" said the woman on the cart. "City'll be're gonner surely."