Stuck In Emersonwood

[Chapter 4, Late Lunch]

Back in Emersonwood, Oliver told Quinn stuff she needed to know. He told Quinn: "The creatures like taking children. We don't know where they take them though." And: "Me, and Bee use the trees here. The vines are strong enough to swing from them, and we take wood from the trees to carve them into weapons." Also: "We sometimes eat the creatures because we need food." That creeped Quinn out... He also told her: "The creatures skin is brown so they blend into the trees better, so be careful when approaching trees."
After Oliver taught Quinn what she needed to know. Quinn finally spoke. "So, you seem to know a lot of stuff about this place."
"I don't know that much. If anything, Bee knows more than me." Oliver said.
"Oh, but aren't you the one who's been here since 1995?" Quinn asked.
"Yeah." Oliver paused. "I may be the oldest person here but I don't do much. For most of the time I was here, no one taught me what to do so I just wasted my time. Until I met Bee, she was stronger, and more determined so I told her everything I knew, and she started fighting the creatures. She even taught me how to fight them. I admire her, she's strong."
"If she's so strong than how has she not escaped?" Quinn asked.
Oliver shrugs. "I don't know. All I know is, she was so close to escaping but she came back the day she planned to escape with the bandanna over her face. For the rest day, she locked herself in the bathroom. The next day, she came out like nothing happened, and wouldn't tell me what happened or talk about escaping."
"Hmm, that's weird." Quinn commented.
"Yeah, pretty weird." Oliver paused before getting up. "But hey! That's in the past. Let's not worry. Let's eat!"
"What time even is it?" Quinn asked.
Oliver turned to the door with the sign: "KITCHEN" on it. "Bee! What time is it?" He called out.
Bee's voice was heard through the door. "It's 2.P.M! Maybe look at the clock for once, idiot!"
"Thanks!" Olivier called out before turning back to Quinn. "Did you hear her?" He asked.
"Yeah." Quinn looked at the door, kinda wondering why Bee was so mean but shaked it off.
Oliver grabbed Quinn's hand, and pulled her towards the kitchen door. "Come on, it's lunch time!"
"Isn't it too late for lunch time?" Quinn asked before remembering something Oliver told her. "Wait! Are we going to eat a creature?!"
Oliver nodded as he opened the kitchen door. "It's good! I promise!" He said before pushing Quinn into the kitchen.
Quinn stumbled into the kitchen but got ahold of her balance. Oliver sat down at the table.
"Will you be joining us for lunch?" Bee asked.
"Uh, sure." Quinn reluctantly agreed. She sat down at the table. Bee put a piece of kamiyana on a plate, and put the plate in front of Quinn.
"Thanks..." Quinn said with clear disgust on her face as she looked at the kamiyana on the plate. Bee sat down next to Oliver.
"So, uhm. I'm fiveteen. How old are you guys?" Quinn asked to hold off eating the kamiyana.
"I'm fourteen! Bee is eighteen." Oliver said as he took a bite of kamiyana.
Bee looked at Quinn, interrupted her before she could ask more questions. "Eat. You must be hungry after passing out."
Quinn sighed, and picked up her fork. She hesitantly cut a piece of kamiyana, and ate it. The kamiyana was chewy but, surprisingly, tasted like pork.
"So, do you like it?" Oliver asked.
Quinn swallowed before speaking. "It's-" She paused as she thought. "-okay, I guess."
Oliver shrugged. "It may not be the best, but it's food!"
Quinn sighed. "I prefer my dad's pancakes."
"Well, too bad. Your dad isn't here. You can see him when you go back tonight." Bee said in a harsh tone.
"How long until I'm stuck here?" Quinn asked.
"You've got one month, Quinn. After that, you're stuck here forever." Bee said.
Oliver lightly hit Bee's arm which earned a glare from her. "Be nice, she's new!" He turned to Quinn. "You'll be fine, Quinn. You look capable enough to survive!"
"That's the same thing you said about the last five." Bee mumbled before putting kamiyana in her mouth without taking off her bandanna.