Logan, Billy ,Lilly, and Aden woke up in a clearing surrounded by trees on all sides. Logan was the first to stand up while the others were still unconscious and headed North,entering the woods and finding a ruined cabin. The paint had been peeling and wood seemed to be rotting. He had a horrible headache and had no clue what was going on.
Logan sat on the steps to collect his thoughts. "Okay...", He said to himself. "Where am i? What happened?" He was unable to remember anything about his past. Nothing. It hurt to think. The sun was high in the sky judging by the angle of light coming through the leaves. Logan decided to enter the cabin, but stopped at the door. Something didn't feel right...
He took a broken shotgun off his back and slowly opened the door, a fire axe swinging through the doorway and narrowly cutting his neck off if he hadn't ducked. Logan stood up and grabbed it. "This could be handy.", He said taking it and practiced swinging the axe to get a feel of the weight. He then entered the cabin. The inside was a bit bland. Some soaked carpet, a table, chairs, bookcases whose books were used as kindling long ago. On the table was an M1911, 1 clip of 7 inside plus the round in the chamber,which made 8.
The sun was slowly starting to sink down,giving way to moonlight. Logan had used a small lantern he had found in the cabin as a light source. It was dark and cold, but it honestly didn't bother him. Why couldn't he remember what he had been doing before? Logan's thoughts were interrupted by someone crashing through the front cabin window, causing him to crawl backwards and put his back up against the wall. They were covered in claw and scratch marks,dead. However, Logan took another broken shotgun off the dead subject,repairing his weapon. Now all he needed was ammo...
A stranger then jumped over the body and through the window, taking shelter next to Logan. They were armed with a Springfield 1903, a sawed off shotgun, and a Model 29 revolver. They wore an armored black trenchcoat, a red scarf, padded jeans, and an Alice Pack. They slowly put a finger up to their mouth as a shadow passed by the window. Suddenly, the body was ripped from its place and dragged off into the night. "Thanks...be careful out there...", The Stranger said before giving Logan A few shotgun shells as a reward. Logan looked confused, but before he could ask them anything, they were already out the window and gone, running off into the shadows of the night... Logan didn't remember how, but he fell asleep peacefully on the floor of the cabin, surviving his first night in the Forest...
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The Hallowed [Chapter 1,Hollowed]
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