#greyhill

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Those greyhill incidents where the aliens we made along the way

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Greyhill Chapter 5

Chapter 5 (POV BRENT):

After our long hug session I build up enough energy to take a shower, eat, and not drink one sip of alcohol.

We walk around Greyhill some which makes me tired. “Brent!” RJ says

I turn to face him “Hey man.” I say

RJ is smiling at me, his skin as tan as ever “It’s so good to see you walking about!” he says

“Thanks, it feels good.” I reply wincing as I re-adjust my footing

President Blackwell walks by smiling at me suddenly I’m holding onto Karrina tighter than before, I feel dizzy, and I can barely stand.

Karrina puts both hands on my face “It’s okay.” She whispers

I nod almost gasping for breath but I hold onto her for support, with her I feel stronger.

“Hey man, you okay?” RJ asks

I turn to face him “Yeah… I’m fine.” I can tell he doesn’t believe me because I don’t believe me

He searches my face finally he shrugs and says “Whatever you say. Hey I gotta get going, but I’ll catch you later.”

He gives me an affectionate pat on the shoulder. “Alright, see ya.” I reply and he turns to walk away

I feel lightheaded “Hey could we go back to my room?” I ask

“Of course we can… Are you alright?" Karrina asks

I shake my head “No I’m not.”

We go back to my room and I nearly collapse onto my bed, I put my elbows on my knees and my hands on my face.

“This is hard…” I mumble

Karrina sits next to me “I know it is… But you need to get through this we need to get through this.” She puts her arm around my neck and I feel better already, the growing need for alcohol starts to lessen. The way she says “we” makes me feel better, energy and warmth surges through my body.

I look up at her, her eyes staring into mine I wrap my arms around her she returns the gesture.

“Thank you for always being here for me.” I say

“Always.” She says

How could you be so selfish and self-centered? I think to myself

How can you not see that someone loves you? How could you be so blinded?

All of these questions remain unanswered for the moment because I’m about to kiss Karrina.

My lips draw closer to hers my grasp tightens around her waist, suddenly my door opens and we push away from each other.

I’m flustered and I feel my cheeks growing with heat.

“Ohhh… I’m sorry, was I interrupting something?” Peyton asks

I clear my throat “No, uh… No you’re fine what do you need?”

Karrina is now standing near the bathroom staring at the floor.

“I just need to take some blood to test.” He says

“I see. Tell me if any results come back this time.” I say

“I’ll be sure to. Brent, how soon after the attack did you start drinking?” His question surprises me

“Uhhh… Not too long after, why?” I ask

He’s focused on my arm, he sticks the needle in and takes the amount of blood he needs.

“I thought that since you always had so much alcohol in your blood it could be clouding any results we may have gotten. When was the last time you drank alcohol?” He asks

“Two days I think.” I say

“Wonderful!” He says with a smile and leaves Karrina and I alone

I look at her and she starts laughing “What?” I ask chuckling

She shakes her head still laughing “I gotta go, but I’ll bring you dinner.”

“No… Don’t go.” I whine

“I have to, I’ll be back later.” She says

“Fine.” I say while looking at my shoes

She walks over to me, leans down, and kisses my cheek

I look up at her but she’s already walking out the door, she turns and gives me a shy smile.

Once she’s gone I lay on my back and drift off to sleep.

I dream of Karrina and I in a sunny field, we’re happy.

She’s wearing a loose white cotton dress, her hair is down, and her feet are bare; she looks beautiful her features are more mature.

There’s a creek near where we set up our picnic, the sun is setting, and the air is warm… It’s like some sort of paradise, like home but a home that has been long gone, a home that I was sure would never return.

I twirl her around, we’re laughing and I’m so happy.

I dip her and gently caress her lips with mine.

I feel whole and happy in my dream… But that’s exactly what it is, a dream, something that will never be mine.

This scene goes on for a while, us laughing and dancing.

I feel as if I’ve only been asleep for a mere 10 minutes but the next thing I know I’m being woken up by Karrina.

“Brent, wake up.” He voice is distant but I can hear it clearly

“Brent… Wake up sweetie!” That word wakes me up

“Hey, you’re back.” I say with a smile

“Yeah, I told you I’d come back. Come on Peyton has blood results.” She pulls me out of bed and we go to see Peyton

It’s a short walk to the office; we walk through an empty white hall and enter a room.

“Wonderful, you’re here. I’ve got good news!” Peyton says with a slight jump of excitement

He walks to the blood center and we follow close behind.

“What are the results?” Karrina asks impatiently

“Hold your horses, I’m getting to them!” He says

He finally gets my file “Congratulations… You’re fine!” He says with a grin while handing me my file

I was pretty excited about this chapter… Hope you all enjoy it! :D 

[katherinejenicaloring]

Greyhill Chapter 4

Chapter 4 POV Brent:

Months go by I’m stuck doing nothing… They say I’m to lay low.

I’m tired of not doing anything. The tests are taking forever to be run, nurse’s poke and prod every day, they take blood promising results will come back, but they never do. I’ve been confined for 3 months, 6 days, 5 hours, and 10 minutes. I hate it, I’m sick of being treated differently,

The sad part is I don’t feel the same as I did before, I don’t feel like the same person.

I’m bitter and resentful I hate, hate that this happened, I hate that I’m alone, that my family is gone, that I could die at a moment of weakness or heroism,

My only form of comfort is drowning my sorrows, I know it’s not right, but that’s all I have to comfort myself.

I drink whatever I can find, mead, sterilizing alcohol, or wine.

The hard edge and the warming buzz helps me, it makes me slip into a serene world that I’ve never known; but then the daze wears off and life punches me in the face.

The doctors are trying to tell me I’m clinically depressed so they up my medication.

I don’t talk to anyone anymore, I try to share my feelings with Karrina but every time I try speaking my chest tightens, and I have an ache in my ribcage. I am incapable of sharing my thoughts and concerns.

I am writing in my room, I’ve confined myself in here for about 2 weeks, just lying in bed some of my friends visit to bring me food, but I don’t eat much.

Showering is out of the question, I can’t muster energy to do anything really. I lay here dwelling on my terrible life, drinking when I get the chance, when I do it’s always in large quantities.

A knock comes from the outside of my door, I choose to ignore it.

Another knock comes more rapidly than the last a voice follows “Brent! I know you’re in there!” The voice belongs to Karrina.

“I’m coming in whether you like it or not!”

“UGH! Fine.” I reply unenthused

She opens the door and walks in, “Oh. My. Gosh!” She says exasperation lacing her voice

“What happened in here?” She asks walking toward my bed

“Nothing.” I reply slightly looking over at her

“Brent…” Her voice falters

“Yes?” I ask

“I’m worried about you. You don’t come out of your room anymore, you just lay here doing who knows what-“

“I’m fine!” I interrupt

“NO you’re not; if you were fine we wouldn’t be in this mess!” She says while gesturing around my room

I ignore that comment.

She starts walking toward me and sits on my bed; I look at her trying to read her expression I can’t tell if she’s angry, sad, or nervous maybe a mixture?

“Brent…” Her voice is barely audible

“I’m scared for you…”

“For us!” The way she says us is different than before, like there is a possibility of us being something more than friends

She puts her hand in mine “What are you doing?” She asks

“What do you mean?” I reply

“What are you doing with your life?”

“Oh that old thing… Nothing really, I mean I can’t do much of anything.”

She nods “I see…. You know you don’t have to hide your feelings from me, right?”

When she says this I feel as if I’ve been punched in the chest because I have been hiding things from everybody… But especially her, I want to tell her everything that’s going on, no I need to tell her everything!

I grasp her hand even tighter and I pull her closer “Karrina, I need to tell you something!”

“Go ahead.” She says with a reassuring nod

A sob wells up in my throat but I push past it and I look down “I have a persistent feeling of loss, sadness, anger, resentment, and bitterness. I miss having conversations with you… I hate being here, I hate being alone, I hate that I’m confined, that I’m not who I used to be, Th-that I may never be who I was again, no one looks at me the same way anymore.

“I’m just someone who is pitiable, I don’t have purpose, I’m angry at myself, at the doctors, at the government, at, at everything! When I want to talk about anything it’s like someone is stopping me, there’s a tightening in my chest and an ache in my ribs when I want to talk to you. I hate that all of this happened, I hate I could die, but I also wish you let me die that day if you had I wouldn’t be feeling this way, if you had I wouldn’t be a slave to alcohol and my craving for comfort!” I’m crying now burying my face in her shirt; she’s stroking my back trying to make me feel better.

“I could have never let you die Brent, you’re my best friend, you’re my partner in life, and I-I love you!”

That word feels right and wrong; it feels right coming from her lips but wrong because I haven’t heard it in so long.

“I wish you could see that! I’m sorry you’re depressed, I’m sorry I let this happen to you, but without you I wouldn’t know who I am… Without you I’m nobody, without you this world wouldn’t be right, it would be a bleak, cold, lonely world. It’s like that already but we face it together, I chose to go through this life with you because if I don’t have you the void that is Greyhill would have swallowed me whole.

“I’m sorry if my love for you makes you depressed but I can’t shake it and I don’t think I will be able to!”

Her words surprise me; suddenly my hatred towards life starts to disappear and all I can feel is stupidity for being so self-centered when she is always so concerned for my well-being.

I hug her somehow this is the only thing that feels right; I know that no words would be fitting.

Please tell me what y’all think... That is if anyone is reading it! <(= w =)>

[katherinejenicaloring]

Greyhill Chapter 3

Chapter 3 (POV: Brent)

I wake up in my bed my friends are all in my room; RJ sits sleeping in the chair near my dresser, Lyna is cleaning furiously, Peyton leans against the far left wall, Rowan stands next to him, and Karrina sits in a chair next to my bed, her brows furrowed she looks intently at me.

I’m groggy and sore. “Hey there.” I croak with a slight smile

Karrina’s deep expression disappears “Oh, you’re awake! You had me really worried.”

I try sitting up but the pain is overwhelming. “Just lay down.” Karrina says while putting her hand on my shoulder

Peyton walks over with Rowan “You gave us a real scare.” Peyton says

Lyna stops cleaning and hits RJ awake. “What in all that is…? BRENT! You’re awake and alive!” RJ says while standing quickly and trips over the pile of laundry Lyna left in front of the chair.

Confusion fills my mind, I know I have some nasty injuries, but they make it seem like I died or something.

“Wait. What happened exactly?”

The whole room stiffens. “Brent,” Karrina says while placing her hand on mine “The mutant hurt you pretty bad, its claws almost when through your torso.” Her eyes went sideways then she looked into my eyes “We brought you to the hospital, you were bleeding out, and your heart stopped beating. So they uhhh, injected you with some SpitShine.”

“WHAT?” I yell

The others back away Karrina stands from her chair and sits next to me on my bed.

I feel light-headed and dizzy. “W-what? How? Why?” I ask

“Brent you need to calm down, if your pulse raises then you could go into distress then…” Her voice trails off and she looks sideways again

“Then what?” I ask my voice stern

“You didn’t react to the SpitShine like everyone else does. It saved your life; if they didn’t give it to you you’d be dead. So, you have to keep your pulse low because if it raises too high the likely hood of your body sustaining the substance in your blood is low…”

“Meaning what?” I ask

“It means you’d die. At least that’s the worst case scenario; best case scenario is it will increase your strength. But we can’t take that chance!”

Knowing that, the monstrous venom is in my bloodstream scares me and makes me light-headed.

I sink further into my bed hoping to disappear from this life.

Peyton walks over “It’s true Brent, trust me I’m not comfortable with it, I argued with them but I was overruled.

Until we know for sure what will happen you need to lay low, but who knows, it may just strengthen you more.”

“How will we know?” I ask

“We’re going to run blood tests; we will manipulate to see how it reacts to certain situations.”

I start to relax after hearing this. “Do you know why I reacted the way I did?” I ask

“Not yet, we will probably figure that out once we run tests.”

I nod, “So, did the mutant kill anyone?”

They all look at each other contemplating whether or not to tell me

“Please, tell me!”

“Okay, okay. Yes it did, it killed Chris.”

“Somehow I’m not surprised. It’s sad though, no one should die from those things.”

They all nod in agreement.

“What time is it?” I ask

“About 10:00 PM.” Rowan answers

“We should get going before curfew.” Peyton says

RJ, Lyna, Rowan, and Peyton say their goodbyes and leave.

Karrina still sits with me. “Don’t you have to go to?” I ask

She shakes her head “No, I don’t. The Doctors don’t want you staying alone.”

“I see. That’s fine; I don’t want to stay alone anyways.”

She gives me a quick smile but it fades just as fast as it appeared.

“What’s wrong?” I ask

She blinks back tears “You can’t, I don’t want you to die.”

“I’m not going to die. Karrina you guys are, are my family, I don’t want to leave you.”

She’s no longer trying to keep her tears from falling; they’re running down her cheeks.

“In those moments when I thought you were dead and you wouldn’t pull through, I felt as if my world was falling down around me, like I was losing my family all over again. I hated it.”

I don’t know what to say, I knew my friends cared about me and loved me, but this was a whole new level.

I put my hand on her shoulder and say “I promise I will never leave you.”

She looks at me tears well up in her eyes and she releases a laugh that is traced with sobs.

I wrap my arm around her and hug her until I can no longer hear a laugh or a cry.

I release my grasp and she’s sleeping on my shoulder, I pull the blanket over her, and we both sleep peacefully.

My sleep is cursed with another nightmare.

I am in the woods alone, walking in quiet, it’s dark and cold.

I hear a growl, then another one, and another one. A large group of mutants emerge from the trees, there are at least 100.

A dark human figure steps through the pack and stands in front.

He is tall, skinny, and is wearing a black hooded cloak. His face is totally covered.

He says one word “Kill.”

Once he says that I’m running trying to avoid them, but they’re catching up to me.

Fear courses through my body, making me tremble.

I trip on a loose branch and fall face down, the mutants now surround me; I turn on my back and they attack me, ripping me to shreds.

I wake up screaming and crying, Karrina leans over me trying to calm me down.

“Brent, it’s okay. It was just a terrible nightmare, you’re safe!”

I’m squeezing her making sure she’s real. She rubs my head and back.

I’m crying into her t-shirt. Sweat is soaking every inch of me; Karrina kicks off the sheet but once she does I begin to shiver.

She wraps both arms around me and starts rocking back and forth repeating “You’re safe.”

Once I stop crying the rapid shaking that courses through my body lasts for what feels like an eternity. But Karrina helps me; she lays me back down, keeping me in her embrace. The dark is seeping through the window making me feel even more anxious.

She hums a soothing tune and I fall into a deep sleep. Thanks to whoever is reading this. Every time I see someone has liked it, a surge of confidence runs through me!

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Greyhill Chapter 2

Chapter 2: (POV Brent)

I woke up with a start, cold sweat soaking my sheets. The sun barely seeping through my window, I assume it is 6:00 AM.

I shove the white sheet off me; swing my legs over the side of my bed, put one hand over my eyes the other clutching my bare abdomen. My breath is shallow, I know from the strain the dream took on my body; I breathe through my nose out my mouth, I feel my body loosening the tension freeing itself from my stomach. I feel like I need to cry, but no tears come from my eyes; the shaking that once pulsed through my hands to my toes a few moments ago eased.

I make myself get out of bed, my room lightening from the rising sun, the rays reflect off of my mirror above my dresser. My bare feet tap on the hard wood as I walk to the bathroom to shower; I turn the nozzle to hot, strip of my clothing and step into the steam.

The water pelts my skin; it feels good, easing my muscles that once tensed because of my nightmare.  I lean against the wall in the shower, my breathing now back to normal. I lather soap in my hands and rub it in my scalp, the soapy water runs down my back and encases me in its fresh cocoon; I wish I could stay here forever I thought to myself, but my thoughts were disturbed because there was a knock on my door. “Who is it?” I call

“RJ, do you think I could come in?” He asked

“Uhh… I’m actually finished, give me a sec.” I reply less than thrilled to cut my time short; I quickly scrub the rest of the soap out of my hair, and rinse off, then turn the nozzle completely off.

I step out of the shower, to see my white tile bathroom completely filled with steam, I wrap a white cotton towel around my waist and shake my hair until it stops dripping. I step toward the door, unlock the nob, and open it to see RJ standing there with his arms crossed. His light blue eyes staring into mine; his blond hair swept just above his eyebrows lingers just at his ears. He looks like he spends every day at the sandy beach he’s so tan, the mandatory beige quarter length tee, light denim jeans, and brown boots denies any thoughts of him at the beach; these are workman’s clothes.

We stand in the doorway, he sighs, “Aren’t you going to let me in?”

“Oh, yeah of course!” I say while chuckling

I walk over to the sink grab my toothbrush and start brushing without a second thought.

“What do you need so early?” I ask through the brush

“You left early last night at the campfire, just wanted to make sure you’re alright. Are you alright?”

I spit and rinse my mouth then reply, “Not exactly…”

RJ shifted, “What happened?” He asked his voice full of concern.

I walk toward the door and gesture for him to follow. “Well, for starters I left the campfire early because I found something in the library yesterday, secondly I had a nightmare last night… Unlike any other nightmare I’ve ever had.” I explain all of this while getting my clothes from my dresser, I slip into my undergarments, pull my khaki pants up to my waist, put my hunter green sweater over my head as I pull that down to my waist I buckle my belt.

“Okaaay… What did you find in the library?” RJ asked

“An old laptop.” I replied as I pull my socks onto my feet, and tie my brown boots.

“Seriously? I thought the Intelligents destroyed all of those and only left a few for them-selves.”

“So did I but obviously they didn’t.” I reply as I spray deodorizing spray on my clothes, I grab my comb and run it through my head, then make my way toward the coat rack and slide my navy blue jacket on.  “What was your nightmare about?” RJ asks

I explain my horrific nightmare; RJ keeps his eyes locked on the wooden floor, his arms remain crossed.

Once I finish RJ speaks “You need to tell the others.” He says his voice calm.

I nod in agreement and say, “Speaking of the others, we should make our way to the Main House for breakfast.”

We exit my small room and descend down the staircase that is immediately outside my door.

We depart from my compact broken-down apartment. As we walk through the city streets I record what it looks like; I make note of the sun glistening off of the large pond in the center of city square. The streets are full of rubble, the buildings are as high as skylines looking like they’d crumble any moment but stay secure.

There are one story houses along the edge of the city. The Main House just 10 yards away stares at us.

RJ interrupts my thoughts with a question “What are you thinking about?”

I reply, “How I see humans and houses but I see no humanity.” My answer lingers in the air, and we walk in silence after that.

As we enter the large group of people waiting for the doors of the Main House to be open, Chris Lang an ugly, scar-faced, outspoken man child from the Hunters addresses RJ.

“Hey, look it’s the earth loving elf!” He snorted an obnoxious laugh.

Before I go any further I should tell you, RJ is short compared to all the guys in Greyhill, Chris and a group of other Neanderthals like to remind him of that.

 “Shut up Chris!” I growl

“Aww, look it’s the elf’s boyfriend. When are you going to learn to fight your own battles Elfie?”  

I ignore his comment, grab RJ by the shoulder and pull him to the left.

“Man, I hate that guy!” RJ says anger runs through his voice.

“Me too, be thankful you’re not in the same group as him!”

“Trust me, I am!” He replies

Though I tried to encourage RJ, I could see discouragement on his face.

Our friends came to greet us; RJ’s eyes on the rubble, his heel tapping against the rubble.

Before I go further I think introductions are in order.

Peyton Willson is tall, muscular, tanned skin, and has white blond/silver hair that is air blown to the left (like a male model); he wears black thick framed glasses, that cover his silver eyes, he also wears black skinny jeans, a grey t-shirt, black boots, and a white lab coat. His features are well defined, from a female prospective he’d be considered handsome. He looks to be about 20-25 years old though he’s only 17.

Karrina Lawrence is short, athletic, her skin on the verge of being tan, long brunette hair that is in a loose braid that almost reaches her waist, and she’s always blushing even when she’s not embarrassed. You can’t help but notice her nose is slightly turned up; her pink lips seem to always pout slightly. She wears a hunter green tank top, straight khaki pants, a navy blue jacket, and black knee boots. Her big brown eyes look innocent but she can shoot game like no one else I know.

Lyna Bloom is average height, has long wavy blond hair, violet eyes, is tan, and athletic. She wears straight light washed denim pants, a beige t-shirt, and brown boots. She’s the perfect image of a 16 year old girl, her innocence radiates.

Rowan Summers is tall, has long black hair, golden eyes, and like Peyton wears black skinny jeans, a grey t-shirt, a white lab coat, and black boots.

“Good morning!” Peyton says in a cheerful manner

“‘Sup?” I reply with a nod of the head

They all murmur answers

“Brent has some interesting things to tell you guys.” RJ says with a raise of his eyebrows and a sly smile

“What do you have to tell us?” Karrina asks

I reiterate my finding of the laptop and my nightmare.

“It’s interesting that the Intelligents were so careless with such technology.” Rowan says

Peyton nods in agreement.

“Are you going to make me give it to you?” I ask

Rowan and Peyton shake their heads in unison. “No, we’re not… But you have to let us write our concerns as well.” Peyton says his arms crossed

I grin and say “Deal!”

All of my friends reply with excitement except for Lyna

“What’s wrong Lyna?” I ask

Her face grim she says “I don’t like the sound of your nightmare.”

“His subconscious was probably still thinking about the SpitShine that was displayed yesterday.” Peyton says

We call the venom of the mutants being injected the SpitShine because they use the mutant’s saliva for the venom.

“Do you think so?” I ask

“Possibly… I mean, there’s no real telling what caused such a nightmare.” He replies

“He could be right, I always feel so uneasy after that happens… it’s so vile.” Karrina says

“I completely agree.” Rowan replies

“To be quite honest, I think it’s barbaric.” Peyton declares

We would all be punished if the Government heard us talking about the laws like this.

The Enforcers patrol the area making sure everyone stays in check.

We start making our way into the Main house and I say, “How ‘bout you guys come over around 8:00? Then we can start recording your thoughts and concerns.”

They all look at each other and agree.

We congregate in a line for breakfast which consists of steamed oats, cured meats, and fruit.

The meal/meeting room is large; the walls white, the fluorescent light brightening the room along with the sunlight, and each metal table along with benches are separated into two lines.

Before we take our seats our tracking devices are planted in our forearms.

Men in black and white uniforms hold the pinchers that injects the light blue liquid into your veins, which is the tracker.

We all go through the line getting what feels like an invisible leash and collar, the master controlling every move we make.

We settle at a table on the left near the window.

My friends all dig into their meals when President Blackwell makes his way towards our table, “Good morning.” He says

I almost choke on my oats, but sputter out a reply “Good morning, uh, sir.”

President Blackwell places his hand on my shoulder and says, “I hope you all are well rested this morning, so you may get all what you need to done.” His cold eyes look directly in mine.

His stare freezes my veins more than the tracker does as it takes over my body. I shudder and slide backwards toward Karrina; his hand is now gripping my shoulder, he looks as if he wants to say something else… A few awkward moments pass then his face releases its tension. “Well, good day.” He says with a nod and leaves our table.

“That was weird.” RJ says

I nod almost breathless.

My appetite suddenly lost.

My friends eat their meals; I just sit here staring blankly at my tray unable to put any of its contents in my mouth.

We linger at the table for a few moments; we then decide to set our trays down at the conveyer belt that washes them.

We go our separate ways until dinner. Karrina and I go to the armory that has our weapons and hunting packs; it’s against the law to have your weapons in your house, believe me I would sleep a lot better at night if I could have my bow and arrow, or a knife next to me.

Once we get all of our stuff together, we head for the woods that aren’t cut off by the wall.

As we walk my nervousness and anxiety is eminent, my mind racing asking a thousand questions that I can’t answer. Does he know about my dream? Does he know about my discontentment with Greyhill and the laws? Is he going to punish me?

“It’s really okay Brent.” Karrina says encouragingly breaking my thoughts

I look over to her “Are you sure?”

“Yes. President Blackwell always acts like that, he’s a weird guy.” She replies looping her arm around my waist and gives me an quick squeeze

“You’re right, I’m just being paranoid.”

She nods a reply. The sun warms my face and I sigh because I’m relieved, Karrina has a power to calm me when I’m feeling distressed.

As we’re walking I notice a rabbit, but before I could reach for my bow and arrow, Karrina has already shot it.

She jogs over to the decapitated animal; she sits on her knees, pulls out two paper bags from her pack, and begins to skin the animal.

I walk over to her impressed by her skills… Heck, I’m always impressed by her.

I grin and say “You’re truly amazing!”

“Thanks, you are too.” She says smirking

She puts the skin in one bag and the meat in another, and then sticks both of them in her pack.

We walk in comfortable silence, for a while, shooting a few doves, a couple quail, and some more rabbits.

Finally the silence is broken once again, “How long have we been at it?” Karrina asks

I look at my wristwatch which reads 12:00 “About four hours.” I reply

She smiles and walks toward the creek. The sun is well in the sky, it’s no longer warm, and the air is hot and sticky.

We reach the creek, we sit down, I shed my jacket, Karrina does the same and I notice the sweat glistening on her collarbone.

Even though I took off my constricting jacket, I’m still sweating, my sweater trapping all of the heat inside me.

For fear of heat exhaustion I shed my sweater as well, I search my pack for an extra tank, and I succeed in finding one. I slip it over my head and put my arms through the holes, I take my boots and socks off. Karrina does the same thing, we then roll our pant legs up and put our feet in the cool water.

I look at Karrina, the cross-breeze lightly blowing the pieces of hair that are loose from her braid. After a few moments of silence I break, “I miss my family.” I admit she looks at me compassion washes over her face

“Me too… It’s like, I feel like they should be here with me.”

I nod understandingly. “I feel like if they were here I would be able to face more. Don’t get me wrong, you guys make me strong, I’m happy I have you. But-“

“You feel like a part of you is missing?” Karrina asks

“That’s exactly it.” I reply

Karrina scoots closer to me and puts her head on my shoulder.

“When we have our own families it will be better.” She says with certainty

After that we talk about how much we hate Greyhill.

To change the angsty mood I ask “Do you want food?”

She smiles and says “Absolutely, yes!”

We go through our packs to find, dried fruit, nuts, dried meats, bread, and cheese.

My lack of breakfast made me hungrier than I’ve been in a long time.

After I’ve had my fill I crumple my jacket into a ball, put it behind my head, and lay back to look at the clouds.

Karrina puts the leftovers in our packs, and then does the same thing.

She sighs and says with a smile “This is my favorite part of the day.”

I nod in agreement and we lay there for a few moments.

Karrina groans and says “We should keep hunting.” I groan as well and reply “You’re probably right.”

We sit up at the same time, fold our jackets and stuff them into our packs. We then put our shoes and socks back on, then trek further into the woods.

The heat is relentless throughout the day.

We catch some more game and medium sized animals.

By the time 5:30 rolls around we’re near the city; “This was a pretty good day aside from President Blackwell acting all weird.” I say

“I agree.” Karrina replies smiling.

But we speak too soon.

 As we draw closer to the city a mutant bounds in front of us about 5 feet away, its fangs dripping with fresh blood.

My bow and arrow is drawn and ready I aim straight at the head, I release the arrow but it runs away, and heads closer to the city.

Karrina and I are running as fast as we can to reach it, we’re shooting arrows at the same time but it’s too fast.

Finally I run faster leaving Karrina a few feet behind me, my lungs burn.

I reach the creature and tackle it; I thrust an arrow in its eye. But that’s barely enough to decapitate it; it digs its claws into my back pain immediately shoots through my whole body. Karrina is now yelling my name, but can’t respond because I’m about to black out.

She reaches me and has a dagger ready, I roll the creature on top on me, it’s almost crushing me, and its claws dig deeper and deeper I let out a cry of pain.

Karrina slashes her blade down its back, the creature bellows in pain, finally releasing its death grip.

My vision blurs, I see Karrina rushing to my side. I feel distant, like I’m in another world.

I hear Karrina yelling for help, but her voice is muffled.

Before I’m fully gone from consciousness I hear Karrina’s voice “Do NOT leave me! You’re my family; I can’t lose you too… I just can’t!” Tears run down her face. My eyes are completely closed and I can’t hear a thing. If anyone read the first chapter I want to thank you! :D 

[quakers-crossing]

I got my town in dream suite today so if you want to visit the address is

4900-4793-2931

thank you and have a good day

(apparently it changed so now its 4900-4810-5124)