Uprising
You have to fight it, you can’t give in so I wanna try to make the most of what little coherency I have left.

    We must have fallen asleep somehow after that. When your body gets so cold it starts to shut down. Your heart rate slows and so does your breathing, trying to preserve your energy. It does this against your will, I guess that’s the only reason we fell asleep.
    I awaken some time later with a voice in my mind. Merrick!

    Sherry?

    I wait. Counting the seconds. Then minutes.
     
    Sherry? Sherry?! Come on, honey. I’m getting worried.
     
    I’m so ecstatic to hear him. He must be looking for me around the bunker. A few more minutes pass and then again, I hear him.
     
    Sherry. I know you can’t answer me, but if can hear me, send me a signal of some kind if you can. What happened? What-

    I actually heard him mutter a few curses and then say something about his stupid gift only being one way communication.

    Sherry, please. I’m dying here, baby. Gah, I wish I knew where you were! I assume that Cain is with you. I hope he is... Unless he’s the one who... I’d kill him. I have no idea what happened but don’t be scared, honey. If nothing else just hear my voice and know I’m coming for you. We’re heading out right now to come look for you two. I love you. Stay out of danger. I’ll find you. I promise.
     
    Oh no! They’ll probably head into town instead of back here and crazy Jeff and Merrick’s tempers will get them caught. Ah! Merrick’s right. This stupid one way communication is useless! But it was so good to hear his voice.
    I realize my teeth aren’t chattering nearly as much anymore but it’s still insanely cold and dark. I can’t know if it’s morning yet or not. I reluctantly try to wake Cain, not wanting to disturb him if he can still sleep but, I guess we need to see what time it is.
    Merrick must have woken up early and went to look for me when I wasn’t there with him. Then woke everyone else when he couldn’t find me, then they noticed Cain was missing too. Maybe we can head off the search party before they leave to get themselves killed.
    I scratch Cain’s arm lightly to wake him and he stirs, pulls out his keychain light.
    “Hey. Are you ok?” he says groggily as he squints to look at me.
    “Yeah but I can hear Merrick. He says they are going out to look for us.”
    “Hmmm. I wonder if it’s daylight yet. I moved us back far in figuring we’d be safer. Let me go check. Stay here, I’ll be right back,” he stated as he began to unlock himself from my grasp.
    The thought of being left alone in the complete darkness of a cave with no light and no weapon to defend myself and a hurt leg to boot was terrifying. I grabbed his arm and clung to him.
    “Please, don’t leave me alone,” I said but felt ashamed of my initial reaction and quickly try to recover. “I... I know you need to go look but...ok. Ok. I know. Just hurry. Please,” I said as I slowly talked myself into it.
    “I won’t go if you don’t want me to. We can just wait here and see.”
    The thought of Merrick or Jeff or Ryan or Danny getting hurt or worse because I was afraid to let Cain go signal them was even more unbearable that the silent dark.
    “No. It’s ok. Just hurry, please,” I pleaded breathlessly.
    He got up easy and slow, laying my leg back down with ease and now that I had thawed out just a little bit, I was beginning to feel the sting and throb of the wound.
    “I’ll be right back. I promise.” He touched my cheek briefly then I could hear his swift footsteps as he ran with the minuscule light from his key chain making small rings on the ground in front of him.
    The cave was total darkness. No sound. I couldn’t even hear Cain anymore. The utter silence and darkness was unnerving and everywhere. I tried to keep it together but it was unraveling my self control. I could feel the shaking starting again, and not just from being cold with Cain’s body heat being gone.
    Then my

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