Ruins

6-Bonds

Skinner
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A creature somewhat Tran morphed out of a human by being turned insane by either hunger or being alone. They disappear into darkness for a few days And resurface with voodoo markings, masks And special weapons much like spears And pikes created by ripping off one half of a stick.
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"To the east coast my friend!"the man exclaimed. Kaleb kept an emotionless glare at the road trying to figure in his head a way to get to the east coast."you gonna ask why?"he questioned, casually topping off the shells in his shotgun which he had surfaced from his bag.

"Sorry,i didn't catch your name."Kaleb said."oh, I apologize! I'm Stan!"he openly stated."so, why are we going to the east coast, might I ask,Stan?"Kaleb asked."since your still alive in your right mind, I assume you know how this started"Stan began.

"A pretty vague idea, I was nine."Kaleb began to open up."well... That makes you fourteen years old,
Young one."Stan said, slightly surprised."don't push it"Kaleb warned."then wait..."Stan started."when did you learn to drive? Do you have a group?"Stan interrogated.

Kaleb tightened his grip on the wheel And reluctantly said"new learner, I'm by myself."Stan nodded his head, impressed And leaned his shotgun against his shoulder.

"Well, for a starter, you should turn up here to get-"Stan began."WHAT THE F-"Kaleb Screamt.a Skinner stood in the middle of the country road, performing it's signature screech poking it's head forward.

Kaleb slammed the brakes And swerved sharply across the road, smashing the Skinner against the left headlight, light blue blood splattering across the windshield.

"GOD DAMN I-"Stan started. The truck fell onto its side And skidded across the street, sparks shooting up at Kaleb And Stan waving around like rag dolls. Finally the truck skidded to a stop. Both of them hanging sideways.

"You alright?"Kaleb moaned.
Stan huffed,
"Whooh, next time, im driving."Stan joked. Kaleb smiled weakly And began to climb across his seat.

Kaleb gripped his bag tightly And winced, realizing he had injured his left arm. A large, black, purple bruise ran down his forearm with a few minor cuts. He slung his And Stan's bag across his back And began to climb out. Seeing this, Stan climbed out of his window And carefully jumped down, gripping his shotgun which he had lost a hold of during the wreck.

"Here"Kaleb said, lightly tossing him his bag. Stan caught it And put it around his shoulder like Kaleb."dude, I'm sorry."Kaleb apologized."man, it's fine, it's literally your first day, right?"Stan said. They both began walking in the direction which they were previously driving.

After about five minutes of silence, Stan broke out with,"Heres why we gotta get to the east coast And find a boat."Stan started. Kaleb intently listened."

"So you know that resource everybody was shitting themselves about? Well, nobody actually, got to it! That's what we gotta do. If it was so damn important, maybe it can like change, or restore the world."

Kaleb showed no facial expression but was extremely interested."let's do it"Kaleb said, hardening his expression.