Vacation gone wrong

Chapter 11

The voices neared and the lock jingles above me. Everyone had

gone back to there spot and made it look like they were still chained. I scrambled down the ladder as quickly as possible, and hid behind a bale.

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*Faiths POV*

They drove off with Leah. Luke decided it would be a good idea to follow the car tracks, back to where tilt original location. So, here we were. Walking on the road, at night; like hobos.

Luke kept glancing back at me, thinking I would disappear or something. "Luke I'm thirsty." I whined. He kept going, picking up the pace a bit. "Not now." He said back with no emotion. Leah was probably being knocked out with two chairs. Joking.

I shut my mouth and dealt with it. Luke was right now's not the time. I blew a strand of blonde hair out of my face. The tracks ended and took a turn into the woods. "Ugh, please don't tell me..." I didn't want to go in the woods. There was bugs, and.... Ugh, just ugh.

Luke nodded his head for me to follow and we began our hike in the woods. Luke charged through the weeds, plants and mud. While I dodged everything, squealed in disgust when a plant touched me and even cussed out a tree branch for hitting my face.

-rolls eyes- Forest.

*Luke's POV*

Faith may be disgusted, -I hear her back there grunting and grumbling-, but we needed to save Leah and that was the main goal. I hadn't expefted this to happen. Leah kidnapped, Hunter killed, and Faith.... Well nothing's wrong with faith besides being knocked out with a chair. Why hadn't something came after me? Maybe because I've been here before? Nah...

I splashed through another puddle, accidentally splashing Faith and she dramatically made that OMG sigh. Like when you enemy slaps you and you get mad, if your a girl.

She got over it and continued to follow. A light in the distance signaled that we were close. I stopped and squinted was that, Hunter?

I heard his booming voice from here, and two figures were talking in the dark. I hadn't noticed them until now and Hunter was dead, so it must be someone with a similar voice...

Faith must have heard it too because she picked up the pace.

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We came close enough to realize that it was Hunter. What the heck is going on here? I thought. The men had just cine out of the barn, and Hunter was covered in blood. The other stranger went into the house. Hunter casted a glance back to the barn and went inside too.

A guard dog stood on watch, looking out into the woods. I motioned Faith to come and she came. I began to whisper. "We need to follow the wood lines, stay in the shadows, towards the back of the barn. " I gave orders. She nodded and began. As quickly and quietly.

Don't get caught, I repeated over and over in my head. Making me feel sick, because I began to wonder what would happen if we did get caught. Yes. I'm not as tough and mean as people think I am.

The dog caught me, I thought. But I was a wrong alert.

We made it around to the back of m the barn without being caught. There was a window here, and I looked inside. There was an empty stable, filled with tools. Very abnormal tools, like tools you see in killing movies. Let's hope this guy is just a prop collector. I opened the window, and Faith easily slid in. I came next and got in easily too.

We looked around and Faith discovered a door on the floor. I frowned. More then one person must be here, maybe. I unmatched the door and looked in. There was a string to pull, to turn on the light. I yanked it, turning on the light. Inside there was at least five people writhing my sight from the door. I crawled down the ladder and Faith followed. They were all in poor condition.

I looked around and didn't see Leah.

They all flinched when I walked over. I sighed. "Guys I'm looking for my friend, I'll save you all also and have you seen her? Her name is Leah." And with that a head popped up from behind a hay bail.

Leah! Faith ran over.

"Leah! Leah are you okay!? You got hit! OMG you need help! Someone! Help me get Leah up the ladder." She ordered. The others hobbled over to help.

"Wait stop, they're not in any better condition then me. They need help too." I said pointing to the young man in the corner. He was skinny, and way under weight.