The View of the Hunted

Chapter 3

After about a week, Kaitlyn still seemed harmless, and I was the most sleep deprived I had ever been in my entire life, I lowered the amount of food we were going to be allowed to eat per week, since we had another mouth to feed. We still had tons of food, but we couldn't eat too much, we had no clue how long we would stay in the pizza place, it could last until tomorrow, or for the rest of our lives, there was no way to know. I kept slightly dosing off every once in a while, but I could handle it for a while. Kaitlyn walked up to me.

"Evan, the food is expired, all of it." She said, I suddenly felt wide awake as I jumped out of the chair I was sitiing in. "What are we going to do?"

"I think that there is only a single option, we have to hunt, but if we go out there, and the Hunters see us, we'd be done for." I explained, getting out Dad's knife, I didn't want to use it, I hadn't before, but it would be best used on an animal than a person.

"It would be best if we all went, wouldn't it?" Kaitlyn asked, I nodded, and went to wake up Rob, I only agreed because I wouldn't leave Rob and her alone, because she still might be dangerous. We all cautiously walked out of the pizza place, taking all of our important items with us. We walked out of the city, luckily, no Hunters seeing us. We walked up a large hill, at the top, we saw something that we weren't expecting, a camp.

"Evan, what should we do? They might be Hunters!" Rob asked, he started to tense up.

"I am the one with the knife, I should go up to them, if they're Hunters, I'll try to fight them. and become one of the Hunter's most wanted. If they aren't, I'll signal you over there." I explained, I knew how big of a risk it would be, to both Rob and I, I would be leaving Rob alone with Kaitlyn, but it was the only chance we had. I slowly walked up to the camp, knife in hand. My heart was pounding, I didn't want to walk up there, but I had to. So I did.

When I got up there, all of the people were staring at me, they didn't look like Hunters, if anything, it looked like I was the Hunter, me being the only one with a visible weapon. I slowly put down my knife to show that I didn't mean to harm them, I then held my hands up into the air, showing that they could trust me.

"Um, hello?" One of them said, he look a few years older than me. "Who are you?"

"Uh, my name is Evan... My brother and I, along with a- um, friend saw this camp, and we didn't know if you were Hunters or not, and since I'm the only one able to defend myself, I was the one who had to check." I explained as I lowered my arms. "I-It appears that you aren't, so, that's good."

"Well, Evan, why don't you call your little group over, then?" The boy asked, I awkwardly turned around, and signalled Rob and Kaitlyn over, when they saw the signal, they walked over, still being cautious, just in case. Rob slightly tripped when he got to the bottom. "Now that you are all here, I might as well tell you my name. I'm George!" George stood up and walked over to us, reaching out his hand to shake our hands.

"Uh, I'm Rob, and this is Kaitlyn." Rob said awkwardly. George offered to let us sit down and rest, he seemed almost too nice to us, it was slightly disturbing me. I slowly sat down onto one of the cold log benches, I could tell that this George guy didn't have very good social skills for meeting new people. He offered to have us stay in his camp, since there were a few extra tents, we accepted, but though I hadn't slept in about a week, I still tried to stay up all that night, because of how overly nice George was, it freaked me out, but my attempts at staying up failed, I dosed off in the small green tent that had been offered to me.