Well, wasn't this just great! "Crap!" I yelled, throwing some of the rubble to the side, running towards what looked like plane.. There was nothing there.. Of course there was nothing! Because, why not! Someone had already picked it clean.. Was there a village close? Suitcases.. Seats.. Everything was gone! .. How long was I out? How far had Elisa dragged me?! Strong kid to be so young.
I saw what appeared to be another person "Hey! Hey, you!" I called as the woman looked at me, about to run off "No, no! Please, don't run off! I won't hurt you, I promise!" I told her as she looked at me "Who are you?" she asked, obviously nervous "My name is James. James Marston. This plane was my fiancée's father's, I was hoping there would be some supplies left." I answered "O-Oh.. I'm sorry, James. It was like this when I arrived as well." she replied as I sighed "Great.." I muttered before feeling like the biggest jerk.
"I'm sorry, I didn't even ask your name." I told her as she smiled "Delilah." she answered as I nodded "Well, Delilah, are you from the same village as the Jakobson's?" I asked "Yes. But, I left the village.. I was hoping to find a new life in a bigger village." she explained as I nodded "Understandable." I told her before looking at the wreckage "Well.. We could use the plane as a defense from the snow for the night." I told her as she smiled and nodded.
At least we could build a fire at one end.. There's some old rags left we can tear up and burn, I also found a gun stashed under one of the seats. That could come in handy, no doubt! But, I couldn't be careless with the ammo, so.. Fingers crossed..
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Enter The Storm
HorrorJD Marston. A young man engaged to be married, on his way to a week long trip with his fiancée in a remote mountain region, soon finds himself in a fight for survival, not only for himself, but for a new friend he made along the way. Will they survi...
