The Bryne Runaways (Updated)

Chapter 59

I tread down the silent road alone not being able to see from far because of the gloomy fog. As I walk I hear nothing around that made the atmosphere much intense and horrifying. I sense something around here but I can't quite explain, it made my stomach feel terrible and my body to tremble. I turn my head around to see nobody behind me just blank gloomy fog. I guess I'm way too paranoid now.

Where is everyone at? Where did everyone go? Where am I? There's no one here. I'm alone. All alone. The place here is vacant and invaded, it creeps me out.

My eyes spot a car but this vehicle is destroyed. The car door is torn out, the front window has a bloody hole through it, and long deep scratches are marked along the car. My trembling hand follows the same marks I see on the car. Mostly all the cars around are like this. I grow much terrified and I look around to see where am I?

Behind the vehicle I'm at, I slowly walk further to see a body. It in fact is a corpse lying on the concrete ground. I begin to have trouble breathing and I move away from the vehicle. My back touches another vehicle and there's a corpse which is obliterated by an explosion. Her skin is blistered up and sits in the passenger seat lifeless. I move away from this car and run down the lonely silent road but to trip on a pile of green bags toppled on each other.

A horrid smell inserts my nose and I feel like I wanna puke. I lay on top of the bags and I think to myself that this isn't what I think it is but let's face it, this is reality it's exactly what I thought of. I tear the plastic apart revealing the head of a young soldier whose pale white, out of color and cold. My entire body freezes because everywhere around me are several more green bags. All inside them are corpses. I hop off the bags into the middle of the street choking on the stench of the corpses. It's so hard to put up with the stench.

Once I stop coughing my guts out I pick myself up and I look up from the concrete to see the ginormous tank. It stays still with some corpses stuck up there. Guns everywhere, ammo shells scattered around and of course corpses.

Because what's war without dead corpses?

I stare up at the mighty tank for a long time that I didn't hear the noise of gunshots and the creatures. The creatures were coming from behind jumping over cars and soldiers in their positions. I finally woke up from this nightmare when the tank fired mighty loudly.

Once I come back to the real world I irrupt into loud screams of terror. It woke up Uncle Ben that makes him get up from his bed, running over to me. I hold my head in my hands begging for these horrifying nightmares to go away and not to return. I plead for them to go away. They always haunt me and they always will return. They never go away. I don't seem to quiet down until it is for Uncle Ben who comforts me. I fist his shirt as I whimper in his arms. I didn't notice but I have my medallions out.

Medallions please help me.

I hear the door to our bedroom open widely to see that Henry and Harry both standing there. I woke them up didn't I? I'm sorry if I did but all this haunts my mind. Harry left back to his bedroom but Henry stood there staring blankly at my medallions then left afterwards shutting the door behind him.

"I'm sorry" I say to Uncle Ben.

"What for?" He asks as he rubs my back gently.

"I'm always doing things like this to you" I look at the night sky begin to slowly disappear into something lighter from the window.

"You don't have control over these things"

"I know but I'm always beating you up for it"

"It's something I can live with" After that I didn't say anything but thought of what he said. Is this something we can live with? Uncle Ben taking his time for something like me. His own precious resting time. No one needs to take their own time for me. It's not worth it. It will never be.

How did I get so lucky to have Uncle Ben with me?

It is early morning and the first thing I wake up to is Uncle Ben who calls for me to get up. I didn't want to though. I had very little sleep last night. I need a little bit more of it. Feels like I only slept thirty minutes but it's actually hours. I ignore the calls and pull the covers over my head to block the noise. After I thought it had finally stopped it comes right back.

"Norman get up, we have to meet up with the others at the office" I hear Uncle Ben say and I groan. I don't want to get up but it's mandatory here. I throw the covers off me and see Uncle Ben putting on a black shirt. I hop off the bed and put on the clothing they gave me here.

"Good morning kiddo" Uncle Ben comes over messing up my hair I had organized already. I push his hand away and he gives me a small chuckle.

"It's not funny" I say tiredly.

"I know it isn't, I'm sorry" He says smiling down at me until he notices something on me. He examines my face looking directly at me for something I'm confused and curious about.

"What is it?" I ask him.

"You're starting to have dark marks under your eyes" He tells me and I quickly run to a mirror. I look at myself in the mirror and he's rights it's starting to form under. All this is starting to form due to my lack of sleeping. All of this because of my nightmares. All of them that feel so real but are actually fake. Behind me Uncle Ben comes over who looks at them making me feel so ashamed and embarrassed that I have to look away from myself, moving to the door just wanting to leave already. We finally do.

As we make our way to the office I think the entire time on how I will never be able to go to sleep good again. How I will never rest in peace like everyone else will. I will be tormented till I shall die. The nightmares will follow me and won't stop till I have truly believed in them or controlled by it. At the end of it all, we will always have an aftertaste.

Uncle Ben and I enter the office where everyone is currently gathered around in the center table going over some things. Henry catches us enter the building making things in the air much awkward than it already is.

"Glad for both of you to join us" He says and everyone turned to us. Mostly at me. From beside the tattooed man I hear snickers come from Titan. I guess they did catch my screaming sessions last night. I mean who didn't hear me screaming.

"Late but good enough right?" The only girl here says sarcastically then her piercing eyes go over to us but mostly me. I look away every time she delivers me glares. I just payed attention to what Henry is saying I don't want to be setting her off.

The entire discussion is about how we will be doing our part in the group. Our schedule and the assigned placements. My job is to assist anyone here who needs it. So I'll be around. I also have to be seeing Dr. Chris daily due to my injuries and check ups. Henry said it's important. Uncle Ben is a hunter along with Harry and Tom so he'll be going outside these gates everyday now, catching anything.

Good for him, it will remind him back to the old days.

Now that I see the entire group around I notice that I am the youngest from everyone here. Everyone else is older and capable of handling themselves except for me. They don't think I am capable but I can fight back. Another thing about everyone in the pack is that they all are protective of each other and extremely confident. Confidence is what I don't have. Without it, it makes me look weaker and an easy target to the others.

When we are finally dismissed to begin our jobs Henry holds me back for a minute to tell me that I've been called to medic for my daily.

"Okay" I say and I was about to walk away when he stops me yet again for him to extend his thick and veiny hand to me. The grip of his palm releases and I see my pocket knife that I haven't seen around. I lost it in the arrival here. I look at him as if I'm asking him for permission to retrieve it. He nods and I take it from his hand slowly then off with my day.