~Clarke's POV~
I wake up with my head on my pack and grass in my eyes. I smell the air around me and feel the crispness in the air. I lift my head from my pack and look around.
I'm lying on the rim of the bowl, the creek and forest bellow me to my left and the scorched earth to my right. I take one last breath of morning air before completely sitting up and getting to my feet, my boots scuffing in the dirt.
I look over the bowl and down towards the sand and rocks below me before looking towards the Grounders sitting by a small fire on the rim of the bowl, what looks like a small fox or rabbit on a stick rotating on the flames of the fire. I smile knowing that there are small animals living somewhere in the forest bellow us.
I sit down next to the flames of the fire and warm my hands and feet as I watch the last log slowly turn to ash. Last night the Grounders had insisted on taking the first watch, and I agreed knowing I wouldn't see much in the dark, but soon it will be my turn. I will be plastered to one spot and forced to look through binoculars at the harsh landscape bellow us.
I look up to the Grounder above us on a small stone ledge, his legs swung over the side and another newer pair of binoculars placed up against his eyes. I don't know what he will see, an animal maybe, but other than that who would be wondering around in the desert.
I look back to the fire and place my hands slightly closer hoping to harm up my joints. Soon I hear a yell behind me and I'm on my feet in seconds looking to the man with the binoculars now around his neck and pointing down the hill towards a figure stumbling towards us.
I spring into action and look down to the man, I take the Binoculars off the Grounder sitting and pointing at the man and strap them to my head. I look at his mask and his pack, but most importantly the leather pouch in his hands that was to be kept with Bellamy, not a second or another Grounder.
I give the binoculars back to the Grounder just in time to watch as the man collapses to the ground, his pack coming undone and items spewing everywhere. I place my foot on a tree root bellow me and start my way down the mountain, grabbing hold of rocks and large boulders as my feet find their own way to new places to stand.
Soon I'm metres from the bottom and I can see the man trying to move on the ground. I jump the rest of the way and land on my side. I roll over quickly and hop to my feet and start running towards the man.
I sprint up to him and bend down, I place two fingers on his neck after ripping off his mask. I find a pounding pulse, he's exhausted. I take a deep breath and move through the items spread over the ground until I come across a canteen. I take off the lid and poor some of the water onto the man's face, soon his eyes are fluttering.
"What's your name? Wheres the rest of your team?" I ask all too quickly, yet he manages to answer.
"Nickal of Tricrew, second of Bellamy of Skicrew." He says between coughs, each one splattering dust into the air.
"Where is Bellmay?" I ask trying not to sound panicked.
"Strange men, in red uniforms, green gas. They took all accept me." He says rolling over and putting himself in sitting position.
"What do you mean strange men? Where did they take them?" I ask standing up and looking to where the man had just come. I wait as he coughs again and I go to speak before he mutters out a name and points to something behind me.
"Sampla" He says barley. I turn around and See Sampal who was elected to be my second by Octavia, but I dismissed it and said that we are all equal.
I watch as he runs up to Nickal and bends down beside him, all the while handing me my pack, my binoculars and supplies all packed away neatly.
"Directions?" Sampla asks Nickal. Soon Nickal is handing Sampla a map and pointing out land marks and rivers that are no longer there.
I watch as he points at certain points on the map, looking between Sampla and I each time he moves his finger.
"It was here we lost them, a large man in a chair, with a door." He says slurring his words. I look to Sampla completely confused but I can tell he understands.
"Lincolns Village." He says quietly and I sadden hearing the mention of his name.
"What do you mean?" I ask patiently waiting for an answer as Nickal lays back down onto is back.
"Lincoln, his village was known for its statues, one a man in a chair or throne." He says pointing on the map to where it is. I nod in understanding, I need to find Bellamy.
"If you walk in this direction then change direction here, you will make it before dark." He says handing me the leather pouch full of maps.
"Tell Octvaia about the situation, and tell her I will find a way to speak to her." I say and get a nod back from Sampla. I think about what could happen here and decide to make one last order.
"If she asks for directions, send her the opposite way, if Bellamy didn't survive this, there is a big chance I will not either. I don't want anyone risking their lives for us." I say. I get another nod from Sampla and I take that as an act of understanding.
I nod back at him and swing my pack over my shoulder. I take a deep breath before I start a slow jog into the middle of nowhere, hoping my canteen has enough water.
I can feel my chest heaving and I start to slow down my pace, why I had decided to jog and not walk confused me. I guess I can't think for something bad to happen to anyone, Bellamy mostly.
I see a large pile of rocks up ahead and start to jog once again. I am a few paces form the pile when I hear a noise and jump. I look to the pile of rocks and freeze. I watch as what I guess is a snake slithers out from beneath the rock and onto the sand.
I watch it look at me with its red eyes before going back into the pile of rocks. I don't remember seeing any animal with red eyes, not one.
I continue walking into the desert taking cation as I pass by the deadly pile of rocks.
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