Safe Haven

Chapter one

I drive down a back country road turning to the right. I keep driving and look out my side window. I see a burning building! I rush to the building and call for people.

I put my suit on that my father gave me when I left for college. I strap the oxygen tank on and run into the building. I see a small girl crying in a burning closest. I pick her up and run her out of the blazing structure.

I set her outside and go back in, dodging burning boards. I search the rest of the house and find at the last room, the bathroom, a female in her mid-twenties passed out on the ground with ash smeared on her face. I take off my face mask and put it on the woman as I direct myself to the outside of the flaming abode. I gasp for air as I find the fire department outside, shocked. I look at the men with fire hoses in there hands with amazed looks on there faces.

"What are you doing, girl?" A man snaps at me.

"Uh, saving peoples lives," I answer. "Where have you been?"

"Well, we didn't need your help." He growls back.

"Well, these people did!" I snap. I just did their job and they are complaining about it! Real mature.

I roll my eyes and get back in my charcoal Chevy truck. "You're welcome," I call sarcastically to the man who was rude.

I look around this town... My hometown, Zanesville, Indiana. It looks battered and beaten. Burnt building are left and right looking like nothing more then piles of ruble and ash. The place looks sad and dead, like the person snapping at me.

"What happened?" I ask myself, pulling into an old café I used to work at. It looks the nicest out of anywhere here. I open the door an find a couple of my old friends, huddled on the floor, shaking and trying to keep quiet.

"Travis?" I ask bending down to a taller man who is holding a daughter and a picture of a woman.

"Jean?" He asks shocked.

"That's me," I reply grimly. "What happened here?"

"You haven't heard?" He asks lightening his grip on what looks like his daughter. She looks just like him, his same brown eyes and black hair. People start screaming at me and throwing things.

"What has happened?"

"The Safe Haven broke."

My eyes get little and I start to shake. The safe haven is a terrible place that kills Christians because that's what they believe is right. They believe that God hates the idea of Jesus and Christianity; that is pure works of the devil. Their religion is called Jusmentaries and it is the scariest thing I have ever seen.

"No wonder you're scared out of your mind!" I say hugging him. "That's scary crap!"

"I see you haven't changed," he chuckles weakly.

I stand up and catch a bottle that is about to hit my face. The throwing as soon at I catch it. The rambunctious people shit up and all eyes are on me.

"Well, now that everyone can hear me, I need for everyone to listen." I start. "Please answer me one at a time as I ask these questions. I may be able to come up with a plan to get our town back."

"Why should we?" A man asks.

"Because, Jordan, I know we want to be able to live freely and not wetting ourselves seeing other people." I say sternly. "Now approximately how many people have they killed here?"

A small girl raises her hand. I point to her like a teacher would when calling on a student.

"Yes, sweetie?"

"About two hundred. I did the math." She looks about seven and has no adult around her.

"Well, then, let's get our town back!"

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