Everything is broken

Everything is Broken- Part 2

As the journey across the sea comes to stop at the next city's dock (which has had more time to rebuild) Nuada asks me "So uh, this is where you head off to find more secret coves then?"
I nod "yep." I reply, popping the "p"
We send the cart back for the next people to go on and walk up a recently laid cobble stone path.
As we stray away and follow an old, forgotten, crumbled tarmac path it ducks down below the trees and we enter into the first hidden cove of the new island..
The cove consists of old, moss-ridden plastic chairs and tables in which had been turned up and over and broken. A banner on what seems to be a stage, half dismantled at one end and the other standing normally. The banner had letters ripped out of it so the only thing it says now is "POM PATY" no one knows what these strange words mean, but people are trying to uncode it..
I heard Nuada gasp as he stood on something that snapped. I quickly shush him "SHH!!" I exclaim "we dont want to be caught by the myzers..." the myzers where hooded figures.. they were the people Who supposedly lived and survived the great war that happened. Before all of the destruction..
I roll my eyes at Nuada and bend down to pick up a map "probably leads to more coves.." i whisper to no one in particular.
"E-eli.." stammered Nuada with a shaky breath "E-Eli.." he stammered again.
I walk quickly over to him and glare.
"What have i told you about.." i spot what he saw "the.. myzers.."
A body. A blood-soaked and stained body. Her colour was driven from her face but it seemed like this was a recent murder.. i knew this girl. It was Amberlee... she was one of my only friends who decided to stick woth me throughout my childhood. She hadn't been seen for days... i guess we know why. Amberlee moved to the new island because her family thought that it was best for her to live somewhere without all the crumbling buildings and such. They wanted a better life and i guess that worked out.. for a couple of months anyway...
As tears stream silently down my paled face i approach my friends body and close her eyes
"We.." i take a deep breath "we need to go. The myzers will be here.."
Speak of the devils.. they walk out from shadows and raise their hands.
Nuada and i turn swiftly to run but get caught as the Exit was blocked by more. We back away but bump into them. They hold our hands close behind our backs, and painfully might i add, holding a cloth over our mouths and noses...
I know this smell.. Sniff.. why did i do that?!
My vision starts fading, slowly, slowly.. gone...
However, just before it does so Nuada grabs my drooping hand squeezes it as though to reassure me that he was there and to not be scared. I whimper as the last of vision becomes nothing but black..