Six Gays in the Forest

2 Gays in the Forest

Rob ran quickly away from where his friend was being mauled, tears welling up in his eyes. He ran back to the perimeter of the forest, where the spikey barbed wire fence was. He looked around from where he was standing until he found the tree that was closest to the fence and climbed it. With the bow in his hands and the arrows on his back he waited. He waited for the man with the dogs to come and find him so he could avenge his best friend...

~~~~~Ashley~~~~~

Ashley was sitting in the attic area, spinning in the boss's chair as she awaited the next instructions from him when her walky talky began to sound...

Ashley, this is taking a lot longer than I expected, the small one is dead, but the dogs are still hungry. Don't sound that whistle yet... over.

Ashley sighed and picked up the walky talky, "Yes, sir... over,"

She hated her 'job' but she couldn't quit unless she was dead...

~~~~~Merome~~~~~

Jerome finally stopped running and fell to his knees. He had been running for nearly an hour without stopping, and Mitch being lazy wasn't really helping, either.

"Hey, Mitch," Jerome mumbed, "can you get off now?"

Mitch nodded reluctantly and slowly slid off of Jerome's back, stumbling when his feet hit the ground.

Jerome was opening his mouth to say something when he was inturrupted by the sounds of snarling dogs and screams... Preston's screams.

"Mitch?" Jerome asked quietly, "Did you hear that?"

Mitch nodded, not saying anything.

~~~~~Rob~~~~~

He waited for what seemed like forever, hearing the dogs barking but not actually seeing the dogs who were producing the sound. He knew that the man who is killing everyone is blind, but there are dogs to sniff out the way.

He sighed, his eyes glued in the direction that he had ran from to get here, waiting for the man. The barking sounded like it was getting closer to him, but he still couldn't see anything. He couldn't until he realized that he was looking the wrong way...

Rob turned in the tree, drawing his bow at the sight of the man with the dogs.

"Looks like you found me," Rob mumbled to the man on the ground.

The man looked up at the tree, "I can thank these four for that," he said, smiling at the ugly dogs.

"Here's the deal," Rob said confidently, "I won't shoot if you tell me what's going on,"

"I'm not really a big fan of deals, but I'll tell you this," the man paused, "I won't let the dogs get you if you get out of that tree,"

"I'm not scared of those dogs,"Rob mumbled.

"You're right, these dogs aren't scary like they used to be," the man chuckled, "it's me that you should be scared of,"

"What do yo..." Rob began to say as he was cut off by a gunshot into his stomach. He stumbled back when the bullet hit him. He fell backwards, out of the tree.

When he fell out of the tree he fell into the fence. The spikes from the fence went right through him as the man laughed, watching the now skewered Rob bleed out on the fence.

"Four down, two to go," he laughed as he walked off to find the others.