Carls p.o.v
Thoughts from the past 3 years come streaming through my mind. thoughts about when people from the group died. my best friend, my mom. I've lost a lot. But learnt a lot. we had pasted a cart with a big sign saying terminus, those who arrive survive. we decided to follow the map leading us to wherever it was taken us. we walked for a while in silence.
" Are we gonna them?" I asked
" we'll tell them who we are" my dad replied.
"But... who are we?" I asked questioning again.
my dad smiled not knowing the answer.
After a few days we made it to terminus. walking through the woods to find who these people were. We went inside, met them, then we went outside and were offered by some food. I reached out my hand to grab some but my dad grabbed my hand and pulled it away from me. he dropped the food in the floor. I was about go give him one of those 'are are you out if mind' looks but by the look if his face i knew he knew something
"Where's our group?" my dad said fierce. I looked around to find all sorts of our groups stuff on these people. before I continued looking we were Shot at so we ran. Soon they trapped us and made us step into one of the carts of the track. a million thoughts running around in my mind at the time.
