"Help! Someone please!" Sara pleaded as Fern slowly drifted out of consciousness. "Don't worry, ill get help." She panicked. The van had driven away. I wish I could have warned her before it was too late. Sara thought, remembering the second she recognized the van. She looked around at whatever she could find to help them. Nothing but snow and trees.
"Move aside." A new voice said, making Sara jump. She turned around to look at the boy. He looked about their age, and she didn't recognize him. He was dressed in khaki pants, and a white button-up shirt tucked in. How he didn't get too cold, Sara didn't know. His hair was black, and it looked like he had used too much hair jell. He looked like one of those Jehovah's Witness boys that came to the house often.
"Who are you?" She demanded.
"My name is Sam. now please, let me help.
"She has been shot!"
Sam walked over to where Fern was laying in the snow. "We have to get her to shelter," Sam said. He put his hands on where the blood was coming from and began applying pressure.
"Do you know first aid?" Sara asked as her eyes started to cloud with tears.
"I don't. I don't even know if I'm doing this right." He looked around for a minute. "If we can find a first aid kit somewhere, I might be able to stop the bleeding."
"There's a kit in the cabin," Sara exclaimed,
"And where is this cabin?" Sam asked.
"The trail is right up ahead. if we hurry we might be able to bring her there."
"Alright. We have to hurry though. She's losing blood fast."
"Is she going to be okay?" Sara asked.
Sam looked back at her for a second before responding. "We just have to hope so."
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Ghost Town
AdventureIn a small town known as Hollydale, Fern and Sara are spending the night in a cabin in the middle of nowhere. 24 hours go by before they finally make their way back home. However, something is off. No one's here. Everyone has seemingly vanished with...
