Back To Home?

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When we appeared on the doorstep of our home, we found it in ashes. Everything destroyed. Christine started crying again and I tried to pull her into a hug, but she pulled away and Astra went over to comfort her. I guess when I went crazy and almost killed the guy I scared them. "Hey guys," I started "sorry for scaring you guys with almost killing that guy back there. When he hurt you Christine, something inside me snapped and I had to do something to make him feel it back tenfold." "It's ok," Christine said. "I just had never seen you like that and it scared me. Your eyes started glowing and I didn't know if you were still in there or if something had taken over. I didn't want to lose you." "Aww," Astra said. "I ship Christiane." Everyone started laughing and we all knew that everything was OK. Then the curious feeling again came up. This time. I fully accepted it and let myself be consumed.

Needles, pills, medications. I don't want to be here, I want to go home. I want to see..... I can't even remember anymore. My home, my family. My friends. I remember a girl, one of my friends. Godine. I remember now. Go west. I'll go west.

I open my eyes from my position on the ground. Christine and Astra were standing over me. "You blacked out again, you need to tell us about these." Astra said. "Ok I'll explain on the way." I said. "On the way where?" Astra asked. "Does the name Godine ring a bell?" I asked. "Oh yes! She was my best friend before I ran away to go find you!" So we salvaged what we could from the ashes of the house (a first aid kit, a firestarter, a backpack, a big blanket, a cast iron skillet, and some canned foods) and started on our way. When it got dark, we stopped for the night, I built a fire and cooked some chunky soup in the skillet. After we ate, I laid down the blanket and said that I would take the first watch. After an hour, when I said I would trade off, I didn't. I let them sleep. They were gonna need it for the journey tomorrow
As I saw the sun come up, I knew that this would be difficult, but it's just the beginning. This is just getting started

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