"Red Water" a salad fingers fan story

Chapter 3

   The family was now at the hospital, the mother was on a hospital bed, salad looked down at his mother, hoping she would be okay. Soon he was able to go near his mother's bed, he said quietly "...m-mother?". He listened for an answer, nothing. He pulled up a chair, looking down at his mother as he checked her heart rate, nothing. He panicked and ran to find a doctor. Soon he found one, they tried to revive her. They sadly failed, salad kneeled down and cried near his mother's dead body. What was going to happen to him and Hubert now? He didn't know. He looked down at his mother's body, it was dead cold. He sat by it whispering "goodnight mother" as he cried softly.

   Soon there was a funeral for his mother. Him and Hubert cried as the coffin went into the ground. They stayed after the funeral to morn. As they went home, Salad realized that they would have to go into foster care. He looked at his brother, Hubert was on a chair crying for his mother. He looked sadly at him.
"Hubert" Salad said to Hubert, getting his attention. Hubert looked up now listening to his brother. "We must leave" he said walking to his room. He grabbed all he needed to run away, along with things Hubert needed. Hubert looked at Salad confused.
   "What do you mean?" He asked his brother as Salad put it all in a bag.

   "We're running away"

   "Why?"

   "Because if we don't we'll never see eachother again" Salad said sternly towards his brother, not wanting to lose his only family left. "And The Great War isn't helping" he grabbed his brother's hand gently as they went out of the house. They walked to the woods, they traveled for about two hours before taking a break. They sat in the forest, wondering if they'll ever be able to go back.