The Purge Not Enough Time

Chapter 5:Going back

I was laying there for what felt like half a minute before getting up and slowly trying to walk inside my house, once I got inside, I took off my pants and socks and grabbed the first aid kit, once I had it I went to my living room and applied something to stop the infection and then something to numb the pain, and finally a bandage to stop all the bleeding. Once I recovered from what happened I saw that the time read eleven forty-two pm. I decided that if they were going to mess with me I was going to mess with them, as I told myself that I remembered that in the basement of my brothers house he has it all decked out with pistols and machine guns and pretty much everything, because he is an ex-special forces officer he knows how dangerous the purge is, he once told me "the battlefield is less crazy than America on these nights." Anyway since my car pretty much broke down I had to try and walk all the way over to his house, which is about ten minutes away from mine. I started gearing up and then I saw cooper, just laying there on the floor dead, I was devastated and just felt like nothing mattered anymore. For some strange and stupid reason the "killer" left a note on my dog saying "we did this, you probably want to kill us right now, meet us at the American Airlines center in Dallas". After I read the note, I ran to the attic and grabbed a pistol and five rounds of bullets, once I ran downstairs I went outside to get in my car but in my driveway I saw nothing. I then remembered my car pretty much broke down on the road. since I had no other choice I started walking to my brothers house. I got half-way their but then I saw what appeared to be a huge truck on fire that was blocking my way. I figured that I had to take a detour and go into another street and go around. While walking around I saw what looked like a very young woman that was curled up in a ball, I walked over and asked her if everything was okay, she got up, back still facing me then slowly turned around, once I saw her face it was burnt and bloody with scratches everywhere, and in her hand was a six inch long knife, she started walking towards me slowly, I told her to stay back but she wouldn't listen, I had no other choice but to pull out my gun and threaten her to stop, she did and I told her to drop the knife, she also did. We started talking and I guess we became friends, but I knew to never trust anyone in the purge.