After last night I haven't seen Noah or even tried to make an effort to see him. After I ran after him I just turned around and went back to Jacob. He asked me questions but I didn't know what to say. Kloeè came into my room and told me we were leaving in an hour. I just hope I'm ready.
KLOEÈ POV
Dakota and I are left in the pack of the pack. I have to stop to arrange our supplies better but when I sit back up I can't see anyone. I just start to walk towards the hoping that's where we were heading. After about half an hour of walking, me and Dakota hear a faint moan that is way too familiar. I draw my bow and he pulls out his gun. Then, out of nowhere, an If jumps out. I know exactly who it is. It's America. The one we had to leave behind. She lunges towards me trying to grab my neck. I lodge an arrow right in her throat she jumps back and gags. Then while Dakota isn't even looking she lunges at him. I can hear the sickening crunch as her rotten teeth sink into his flesh. A bloodcurdling scream escapes my lips and I know what I have to do now.
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General FictionKloeè an 18 year old girl is stuck in a world with things called Ifs can she survive and also can she figure what is up with this stranger Noah?
