When the sun rose, I could finally see my surroundings. The Mcdonlad's was nearly empty, except a few old booths with torn seats and filthy tables. I headed back towards the kitchen, wondering what I would find. Nothing. That's what I found. Disappointed, although I don't know what I was hoping for, I started again in my journey to Canada.
When I got to the border, all that was there was one guy, sitting in a booth. He was reading the newspaper and looked up when I approached. "Can I help you?" He asked. " Is this where the M.H. is?" He nodded and stood. Leading me to a place where a group of people were huddling together. They looked up at my approach. I explained my story and asked if anyone had seen my parents, describing their appearances to the group. Nobody had seen them. Everyone assumed that they had been caught by monsters during the journey.
After I officially joined the M.A., I was assigned a trainor and learned how to fight. I was good. The only problem was that I didn't trust these people. I doubted my parents had been caught by monsters. Because I didn't trust them I had to lie sometimes. That was another thing I was good at. Lying.
Pretty soon I was out fighting monsters. Nobody wouldn't answer my questions anymore though, which made me suspicious. What were they hiding?
Chapter three tomorrow!!!!
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Fighter
Mystery / ThrillerHow can you survive in a world of abandoned buildings, poverty, war, and monsters? Fight to live, fight for your freedom, fight for everything you own and everything you love. Don't get overly attached. Don't lose your head. And most importantly, fi...
