Lost in the Game. A Wade, Patrick and Jp story.

Day Two

Wade slowly opened his eyes and saw the bottom of the bunk again. He rubbed his eyes and sighed loudly, he had hoped when he  woke up that he would find all of this had been a dream. But sadly it wasn't. The three of them had decided to take turns sleeping. Wade first then Jp and Patrick would be last. While one slept the other two would work on killing big foot. Wade had never killed anything out of video games before now it was ether kill or his friends would die.

Wade flipped over wanting to go back to sleep, back into the world where all this wasn't real. His eyes landed on something that was on the wall that made him sit up on his arm. Words were sketched in to the wood and what they said made Wade confused. Nothing is as it seems. Wade read it out loud over and over. Was it here yesterday or even before any of this? Or was it a warning from.....who would warn them? He closed his eyes in thought and when he opened them he jumped back in surprise. The words were gone. Wade quickly crawled out of the bed and stepped back.

"Oh good your a wake, I thought JP was going to pass out." Patrick said grabbing some batteries from a shelf.

"U...ugh"

"You ok?"

".....um... yea."

"Good! I could use your help. JP and I got some shots into the big guy while you were out. He nocked JP into the swamp but he's ok. You should see this thing during the day Wade he's covered in moss and is so much bigger up close. It's so freaking.... freaky." Patrick was talking fast because he was high up on adrenaline which told Wade JP probably wouldn't be the only one crashing. Wade scratched the back of his head and sighed.

"Why don't you sit down for a bit and I'll let JP know I'm up. Just relax man."

"Relax?! Wade we can't relax! Our friends are in danger we have to keep fighting."

"You won't be helping anyone if you die because you can't keep your eyes open. Now I'm not saying go to sleep just take a breather." Wade patted Pats shoulder as he walked past him and through the door. He looked around but couldn't see any sign of the boy.

"JP?" Wade called.

"Up here." Wade turned to see JP sitting on top of the trailer with his gun leaning against his shoulder. He was covered in dry mud and his cloths were damp.

"I'm drying myself out." JP stated slowly. He looked worn out and about to fall over.

"Well I'm up. You can take your turn now." JP slowly nodded and climbed down. He tiredly stepped into the trailer not bothering to close the door. Wade grabbed the door to close it and saw Patrick laying on the couch out cold. He smiled and quietly closed the door. He turned around and looked up at the sky seeing the sun was setting. He picked up his gun off the Table and his flair. He looked deep into the thick woods and let out a long breath.

"Ready or not here I come."