Zoned

chapter 2

Justin rushed over. The dark woods surrounded Justin as he ran. He hurled over a log. Then a figure tackled him

"Justin? Newt?" Mattie said.

Alley stepped from her tent. "Tray?"

Tray was already up, glancing around. They heard another scream. "Here!"

The group rushed over to find a fallen lump on the log. "Justin?"

They walked up slowly. More screams. "Split up," Tray said. "Mattie and I will go to Newt," he said. "Ok."

Preston and Alley turned Justin over on his back as he groaned, a bright red cut on his cheek. "Justin?"

Justin moaned as Preston grabbed his legs. He rolled up his jeans. "Oh man,"

His knee was cut up badly. He grimaced as Alley touched it. "Stop!" He shouted.

"Aaaah!"

Tray ran as hard as he could to the small tent. It looked like two figures were wrestling around violently. Growls rang out.

"Newt!" He screamed as he struggled to find the tent zipper.

"Here," Alley said. She gripped the small black zipper.

Tray grabbed it, hands shaking. Newts groans ended suddenly. "Hello?" A growl was the answer.

Tray jumped back and landed hard on a rock. He cursed at himself as he got up limping, clenching his back.

"Tray? Are you fi-"

"I'm fine!" He shouted. "My friend is in a tent screamimg, while a growling thing is 'wrestling' him! He could be dead! Because we ignored the radio! And I wanted to stay! Look what happened!"

"Mattie whimpered as Tray growled at her. "Stupid idiot," he said.

He slowly zipped open the tent. He could not believe what he saw.

Before him, was newt laying on the floor of the tent dead. There was a large gash in his shoulder. Blood and tendons gushed out. He looked to newts right to see a figure eating away at his arm.

"Hey!" Tray yelled. He rushed in grabbing the shoulders of the figure and pulling him back. The figure snarled and growled as he fought to pull it out.

Tray fell on his back with the figure on top of him trying to bite him. He held its shoulders to keep it from reaching him.

He took a closer look at the figure. It's face was grey and rough. With little to no skin and tattered bones. It's teeth were lined with dirt and blood. Newts flesh hung from its mouth. It had full white eyes and not much hair.

Suddenly the figure jolted as if it had been hit and became settle. It's whole body relaxed as it collapsed against Tray's chest. Mattie stood over them with a large rock in her hands.

Tray was about to say something when Mattie smashed the skull of the figure.

The figure slumped over on Tray's chest. He violently shifted the body over. "Well, what now?"