We're Not Alone

Chapter 18

"Dad, we've been walking for ages!" I complain.

"I know, but this place seems very sketchy," he replies.

I hate to admit it, but he's right. While walking through the woods, straight after we woke this morning, we stumbled across an abandoned factory. It looks to be a saw mill. A big giveaway would be the logs and massive saws sitting around.

It almost sounds like we are worried about nothing. We are in the middle of the woods, but the last saw mill we went through lead out to the woods, so anything could happen.

After creeping around the building for a few minutes my worst fear occurs.

"I saw them coming in here! Check everywhere!" A new voice calls, since the old one we killed.

Come on! I yell mentally. Why can't you just leave us alone?!

The minute the man yells we hide behind a pile of logs.

I pull my bag from my back and create a couple of bombs and molotovs with things we have picked up on our very extended journey.

We place bombs very cautiously on either side of of the pile of wood we were hiding behind.

We wait in silence waiting for the bombs to blow.

A loud bang fills my ears as I realize one of the bombs has blown. About tens seconds later the other one goes and Dad decides to check and see how many more soldiers are around. Trevor follows closely behind him with a bow and arrow in hand.

I flinch as Dad pulls his arm back and releases an arrow. Soon after Trevor does the same as well as Dad again.

They motion us to follow along and we oblige.

I crouch walk along behind the rest of them, keeping an eye out for any danger.

I see the exit only fifty feet away from us when a gun shot sounds.

It's a warning signal from the outside, there's more of the dicks outside.

Someone blows the window out that is just above my head.

Shards of glass scatter around and on me.

I try my hardest not to yelp in pain as a small shard cuts my arm, but I can't bandage myself up until we're safe.

There's a lunchroom right down the corridor we are walking down.

We creep to the end and Dad slowly shuts the door behind us as Trevor and Paisley fuss over my cut skin.

Paisley checks for glass and rubs antiseptic over my wounds and Trevor follows up with bandages.

"Thank you, lovelies," I coo.

"You're welcome," Paisley and Trevor say simultaneously.

While I was being mended Dad had blocked off the door so no one could get in from the outside.

"What are we going to do, Joey?" Nirvana begs.

"I don't know. What even got us into this mess? What happened between us and the soldiers?"

To be perfectly honest I had no answer to either of these questions. I was completely baffled. It was weird, I was always the one at school who had answers for everything.

A loud bang on the door snaps us from our thoughts.

I jolt my head sideways to look at where the sound came from.

Trevor motions us towards a door I had not even seen yet. We pile through the door and shut it behind us. But what we see in front of us is something I would never have expected.