[ Turning Into Deadlox ]

Chapter 8

Ty

I breathed in the humid and sticky. air as I sat on an old oak rocking chair. I'm glad that Jordan's mom had decided to rent this cabin in Texas. It was quite peaceful.

"Jordan!" His mom yelled. "Yeah?" I said. "I'm going for a walk, I'll be back in an hour!" She yelled again. "Ok!"

I leaned out of the wooden railing
and looked out onto the lake and the forest next to it. "Help!" a someone's voice cried out through the trees. I ran out the door, and sprinted to where the voice was coming from.

He must have gotten lost.
I ran up to a figure who looked like...
me?