crutches, waiting, hoping against all odds that something was in our favor. He attempted a few steps and pushed down on the branches. Her idea took life.
I grabbed my bag and lifted my golf club. Alex tried to do the same but was struggling to accommodate both her brother’s items and her own. Throwing Boomers bag over my free shoulder I handed her the ax.
“Everything is okay. We will be okay.” I smiled as I spoke, trying to convince myself of these words as much as I was the two.
We marched slowly into the daylight, nervously listening to the sounds of our enemies fill the air as they came ever closer. We knew at the pace we were going, it was only a matter of time...We knew they would catch us.
We lasted almost an hour before Boomer started to wear out, his body slumping against the branches as he walked, his leg oozing blood and his back aching, he finally just stopped and stared at us, silently pleading for a break. I helped Alex lower the man to the ground. Squatting next to her nervously, I whispered into her ear.
“They are right behind us, what are we going to do?”
She didn’t reply, she just sat there looking at Boomer with concern. His armpits were beat red from the pressure of the branches. Tiny scratches littered his skin and drips of blood still ran down his leg. She changed the soaked cloth, tying a new one on his thigh, pulling tightly as she knotted it, she spoke.
“It’s up to me and you Trevor. They will catch us and we will have to fight them eventually”
I felt fear swell up inside me. I knew she was right. A long pause that stretched from one horrific moment to another keep me on edge. Thoughts swirled inside my brain, thoughts of death and thoughts of life. I tried to concentrate on the task at hand. I played out several scenarios in my mind, letting each one of them come boiling over into a vivid end for our trio. I was sunk.
I looked into her eyes, allowing myself to see her for the brave caring soul she really was. I knew what had to happen, and yet I couldn’t find the words. Saying goodbye, the act of forcing the words out of your lips and letting the other person hear them was harder than simply vanishing like a fog over a riverbank.
Instead, I simply gripped my weapon and stood, brushing the dirt off of my clothes. Laying Boomers bag on the ground next to her I smiled.
“Walk at night and hide in the daylight.”
Those were the words I chose as my goodbye. A part of me wishes I was brave enough to say... “Alex I’m scared. I love you and will never let you down.”
I felt tears swell as I walked ever closer towards the creatures, intent on holding them off at all costs.
*~*~*
Chapter 12
He could hear the heavenly sound of silence. Blood trickling from open wounds and tiny tremors rumbling from the core of his stomach, Jedd dared to breathe. The vivid imagery was so severe that his brain couldn’t process it all; rather, it seemed to chew it up in small chunks.
Bodies of dozens of green baboons blended with fallen soldiers, green and thick pools of murky brown blood dotted the floor, mingling together for an eternity of horrific new age art, burning itself into the deep recesses of his memory.
With a hard push he felt the corpse fall from the top of him, deep scratches and puncture holes dotted the flesh of his human meat shield. Jedd slowly stood, in shock, he could feel the stinger of his thoughts, like a swarm of angry hornets, a million things flooded his brain at once. His stomach ached and rumbled, his legs wobbly, he just shook his head.
“YOU SEE THAT MOMMA? YOU SEE THAT? I WON! “
He shouted and cringed at the echo assaulting his ears. Almost instinctually, he swung his knife blindly in the room, waiting for an attack. None came.
His eyes scanned the doorway and flickered back and forth. Complete silence. He slowly slid the knife back into his boot and dared to take a step. He shuttered as he felt the soles of his boot imprint themselves into the
I grabbed my bag and lifted my golf club. Alex tried to do the same but was struggling to accommodate both her brother’s items and her own. Throwing Boomers bag over my free shoulder I handed her the ax.
“Everything is okay. We will be okay.” I smiled as I spoke, trying to convince myself of these words as much as I was the two.
We marched slowly into the daylight, nervously listening to the sounds of our enemies fill the air as they came ever closer. We knew at the pace we were going, it was only a matter of time...We knew they would catch us.
We lasted almost an hour before Boomer started to wear out, his body slumping against the branches as he walked, his leg oozing blood and his back aching, he finally just stopped and stared at us, silently pleading for a break. I helped Alex lower the man to the ground. Squatting next to her nervously, I whispered into her ear.
“They are right behind us, what are we going to do?”
She didn’t reply, she just sat there looking at Boomer with concern. His armpits were beat red from the pressure of the branches. Tiny scratches littered his skin and drips of blood still ran down his leg. She changed the soaked cloth, tying a new one on his thigh, pulling tightly as she knotted it, she spoke.
“It’s up to me and you Trevor. They will catch us and we will have to fight them eventually”
I felt fear swell up inside me. I knew she was right. A long pause that stretched from one horrific moment to another keep me on edge. Thoughts swirled inside my brain, thoughts of death and thoughts of life. I tried to concentrate on the task at hand. I played out several scenarios in my mind, letting each one of them come boiling over into a vivid end for our trio. I was sunk.
I looked into her eyes, allowing myself to see her for the brave caring soul she really was. I knew what had to happen, and yet I couldn’t find the words. Saying goodbye, the act of forcing the words out of your lips and letting the other person hear them was harder than simply vanishing like a fog over a riverbank.
Instead, I simply gripped my weapon and stood, brushing the dirt off of my clothes. Laying Boomers bag on the ground next to her I smiled.
“Walk at night and hide in the daylight.”
Those were the words I chose as my goodbye. A part of me wishes I was brave enough to say... “Alex I’m scared. I love you and will never let you down.”
I felt tears swell as I walked ever closer towards the creatures, intent on holding them off at all costs.
*~*~*
Chapter 12
He could hear the heavenly sound of silence. Blood trickling from open wounds and tiny tremors rumbling from the core of his stomach, Jedd dared to breathe. The vivid imagery was so severe that his brain couldn’t process it all; rather, it seemed to chew it up in small chunks.
Bodies of dozens of green baboons blended with fallen soldiers, green and thick pools of murky brown blood dotted the floor, mingling together for an eternity of horrific new age art, burning itself into the deep recesses of his memory.
With a hard push he felt the corpse fall from the top of him, deep scratches and puncture holes dotted the flesh of his human meat shield. Jedd slowly stood, in shock, he could feel the stinger of his thoughts, like a swarm of angry hornets, a million things flooded his brain at once. His stomach ached and rumbled, his legs wobbly, he just shook his head.
“YOU SEE THAT MOMMA? YOU SEE THAT? I WON! “
He shouted and cringed at the echo assaulting his ears. Almost instinctually, he swung his knife blindly in the room, waiting for an attack. None came.
His eyes scanned the doorway and flickered back and forth. Complete silence. He slowly slid the knife back into his boot and dared to take a step. He shuttered as he felt the soles of his boot imprint themselves into the
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