Tyler's eyes shot open. He tried to move but couldn't. He picked down and saw he was tied to a metal chair. He looked around and saw that he was in some sort of dark room with only one candle on the small table in front of him. He called for help, but no one came to his rescue.
Then, a door opened in front of him. A bright light from the outside flashes and burned his eyes, so he tried avoiding the light's glare. The door then shut, and Tyler squinted in front of him, trying to see who entered the room. Two flash lights turned on, flashing on his face. "Hey, could you turn those off?" He asked.
One of the lights aimed upwards and Tyler saw a hand reach for a chainsaw. A small lightbulb flickered to life, and and two girls appeared before him. One looked familiar to him, but the other didn't. "Ugh, finally, it took you forever to wake up!" Said the girl who looked familiar.
"Quiet." Said the other. "Hello, my name is Kendra. And I know, you might be wondering what will happen to you."
Kendra and the familiar girl dat down in front of Tyler. Kendra was white with light brown hair that was tied in a ponytail. She had deep, green eyes and a serious look to her face with thin lips. She wore a U.S. army outfit with black combat boots.
Tyler didn't answer, and looked to the familiar girl. "Tashina, right?"
Tashina started at him. "Now how the hell do you know my name?"
"I remember one of the girls calling you that." Tyler said. "Why, you didn't want me to know?"
Before Tashina could answer, Kendra put a hand up. "Never mind him, Tashina, we have more serious matters to attend to." Kendra's serious tone seemed to surprise Tyler because of the others in the group, they seemed so violent and wild, but Kendra, she seemed different. But, Tyler still hasn't seen who else might be in the group.
"Please, let me go. I need to find my friends." Tyler claimed.
Kendra leaned forward. "Let me guess, the group we encountered not to long ago?"
Tyler tried to keep calm, because he knew that they killed Emily. "Yeah. Are they okay?" He tried to make her feel guilt.
Kendra leaned back and crossed her arms. "Yes, will, most of them are. One of my girls killed one of your friends. I saw the rest of them run off before the hoard of grownups showed up and ruined our attack."
"Please! Just let me go!" Tyler was becoming angry.
"I'm sorry, but that can't happen. Because you see, we dislike the common male." Kendra stated.
"What?" Tyler became curious.
"You see, males, are disgusting. They are violent, naïve, and inconsiderate. That is why, in our society, there is not one male present." Kendra explained.
"What? No, not all guys are like that!" Tyler stated.
Kendra put up her hand. "Ahem, please, I'm not finished." She cleared her throat. "Yes, I know that, but they are very rare, you see. But, I won't tell you what kind of males we accept."
Tyler felt this answer was to easy, but at the same time he felt like what the answer he had was correct. He decided to take his chances, but before he said anything he realized maybe he didn't have to lie. "Wait, please, let me go, you see, I have a girlfriend-" He was cut off.
"Ha, I'm apologize for interrupting but I don't need to hear that. I've gotten that excuse many times before. You're 'girlfriend', does she have a name?" Kendra asked, smirking.
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The Enemy U.S.A.
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