Chapter 3: What was that?

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They walked out of that doctor's office late in the evening, just as the sun was creating amazing colors on the clouds, some orange, some red, and even some violet. As Angel was looking at the colors on the clouds, Dawn says, "follow." Angel looks at her confused as he looks from side to side. Dawn sighs, "You." She points to Angel, "follow me."

"Oh, okay," Angel says

They got in a Black Jeep, "Nice, what year?"

"Oh, this Wrangler? 2005."

"Nice"

Dawn and Angel get into the Jeep and strap themselves in. Angel thought that they were headed to a decent place to eat, he knew he had cash to get something small, something light at least.

"Ms. Dawn, where exactly are we headed?" Angel asks politely.

Dawn just sighed, "Look, I'm not much older than you, I'm only 25. So, in public, just call me Dawn. We are headed to our base inside a National Forest, it is the closest base we can get to after I knocked you out... sorry, by the way, I didn't mean to hit you that hard, but I have to say it was fun. We looked at your file and saw you lived with Angie. So I decided to take you here, but then (insert leaders name) told me to take you to the doctor first," Dawn said
"Don't worry about it, it still hurts though", he said.

"Anyway, we are headed back to the rooms so we can get ready for breakfast",
As they arrived Angel asked, "How long until breakfast?"

"About 45 minutes"

"Understood... another question is... what is for breakfast?"

"It depends on what they serve us when we get there."

Confused, Angel says, "There? They?"

Sarah just shakes her head smiling, "Yes, our home".
Confused again, Angel says, "Our?!"

Sarah just sighs, "Yes, our. Yours too.

"Oh... okay." Angel stays silent for a few minutes. Watching Sarah drive up the mountain like a madwoman, going over every little bump like it is an obstacle course. Angel holding onto the 'Oh Shit Bar' for safety during all of this (not much that's helping because he is bouncing up and down, side to side).
Then on a clearing, "You sure?" Angel asked, still very confused.

"Yes, Angel, I'm sure. Otherwise, I would not be going through this much trouble." Sarah says annoyed.

"Alright... I'm sorry, I'm not used to being wanted. So I wanted to be sure I wasn't in your way. Too late, now that I think about it."

Sarah chuckles, "No joke. But really, this is your new home, just be satisfied with that." She says as she pulls up to a gate, in the middle of the woods. This gate in front of them has a booth, which inside were two armed guards, wearing similar armor as Dawn, she pulls out a key card of sorts. A little black box pops up slowly from the side and meets next to the Jeep, and she puts the card against this black box, and the gate opens. She then continues to drive straight.

After a while, they are at a little clearing with many Trucks, Jeeps, and other off-roading machines. The park and get out and Dawn just says, "follow". Angel does as he was told. They head into the woods seemingly at random.

After walking for about a minute or two. ("Oh great, this is where I die, this was all an elaborate scheme to let me lower my guard, this is where I die... wait, if she was planning to kill me, I would be in front of her, right? No, the last time I followed, I got my ass handed to me. Better keep my guard up.") Angel thinks to himself as he slows his pace and is now a good 5 feet from Dawn. After a few minutes into the woods of doom, they reach an opening where a guy was standing next to a large, thick metallic door bolted into the large cement wall on the side of a mountain side.

As they got closer, Angel noticed that this Giant of a man seemed to be about 6'7 and built like a tank. He had long black hair and was tanned as the sands of Santa Monica Beach. Green and Black clothing with similar armor as Dawn is wearing. He had a bushy dark brown Viking Beard, with braids at the sides. He was very intimidating, even at a distance.

As they arrived at the entrance, the man said in his deep voice, "Hey there Dawn, been a minute".

"Sup bruh, it has". They then fist bump.

This man looks at Angel with a serious look, "Looks like you were followed, who's this kid?"

"Calm down Memolonivs, the Big Boss wanted him."

"So, this is the kid I've heard a little 'bout, huh, aight. You behave now, yah hear?" He said while giving a little grin and holding out his right fist, giant enough to crush a pomegranate in his bare hand.

"Y-yes, sir." Angel meets his fist nervously with his own.

"And yeh got manners? You will fit right in. Don't go causing trouble, 'cuz if you do," he punches his fist in his other palm, creating a loud clap making Angel jump, "We will have some trouble, you got that?"

Angel's eyes widened, shaken he exclaimed, "Y-Yes, sir!"

"Memolonivs!" Dawn exclaimed, giving him an angry and annoyed look.

"Wha-hahat? I was only kiddin... A little bit." He says looking at Angel with a devilish grin.

"Grrr." Dawn growls at him.

"Okay, okay. Geez. I was kiddin. You will fit right in. But really, just don't go causin' too much trouble, aight?" Memolonivs says with a joyful smile.

"Yes sir, I will," Angel says as he gives a shy smile. The man pulls out his key card and scans it to a similar black box as the gate. After that, pressing his palm against it, he twists the black box and makes an audible beeping sound that makes the large metal door create a loud hiss then pop, he pulls the door open and Dawn again says, "Follow." Angel does as he was told. They stepped inside this hallway, and walked a few feet in and Angel made the mistake of looking up. Once he did, he saw the legion of spiders that hung right above them, and of course, Angel being him, froze in place just staring at them staring at him.

"Angel?" Sarah asked, confused he did not answer, she turned and asked again. "Hey, Angel?"

But Angel says nothing as he keeps staring at these creatures, wide-eyed, as they keep fortifying their webs, or replacing the older ones with newer webs. He sees a few of them slowly, but steadily drop down to him. He does nothing as he feels them crawl over his arms and crawl up, underneath his jeans around his legs. Slowly crawling over every inch of his arms, back and chest. Frozen in fear, his mind goes... Blank.

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