30 years later

Chapter 3

When I woke up Sophie and Sasha were still sleeping. It was a cold morning, the sun was rising setting the sky on fire. I was in the middle of nowhere, with a complete stranger leading the way. We were getting further away from home, not like it was a bad thing though; but Sasha. Something had to be off with her. Nobody will agree to follow people with zero experience, protect them and ask for nothing in return. My thought's were interrupted by Sasha walking up to me. 'Hey there,' she greeted me, 'what's on your mind?'

'Not much, and well,' I starred at her for a second, 'I got a question.' I starred into her hazel eyes, 'why are you following us?'

Sasha seemed confused, 'well you see...' She said, 'you guys are so inexperienced so i wanted to help you out.' She looked down, caught her red handed, such unbelievable lie couldn't be true.

'Stop with that bull-crap,' I starred her dead into the eyes, 'at least you could make it believable.'

'Fine, fine,' Sasha looked at me, 'there's this urban legend, about a military supply stash in the city of dead, I was planning on going there with you two backing me up and helping carry it all out, but I guess you're gonna leave me now.'

She seemed to be truthful this time, still I wasn't sure if she was, 'keep talking,' I said.

'Well, you guys got a map with you right?' She looked at me waiting for an answer, I nodded in approval, then she continued, 'the city which you come from is the city that doesn't exist. It never was on radio for past ten years or more, anyway it's thought that there's a map inside your city which shows precise location of the stash. You two were amazingly odd, not like anyone I've seen, extremely naive. Especially your friend Sophie, generosity isn't something you see on daily basis here. So I suggested that you were from the x city, which is another name for your home, while you were sleeping i went through your stuff; well the map has a bunch of markings and single green spot in the dead city.'

This was way deeper than I thought, Sasha waited for me to process the information I received. 'So, what if this is not the right map?' I asked her an obvious question, 'I mean everything is possible.'

'It can't be the wrong one, the dot is exactly where it is rumored to be and also have you looked at the back of the map?' Sasha asked me. 'No I haven't,' I decided to be honest with her.

'You should've, there are a few numbers and a word basement written.' She starred into my eyes waiting for a reaction. But I didn't know what to say, so i blurted out, 'So what?' She gave me the "are you an idiot?" sort of look and continued, 'It has to be there, this all must be connected. The map, writings and you two from nowhere. That was my reason to follow you and after we found the stash we could split it equally.'

So that was the case, just some supplies, 'do you even know that that stash is still there, even considering that this is that one map?' 'Well, I haven't thought of that yet, but all I know is supplies we have are definitely not enough. We need better equipment and a lot of ammo. Also, we need a tent, barbed wire, a small generator and a crap load of other stuff.'

Sophie walked out of the shack with a loud yawn. I walked over to her and told her the whole story...

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From author.
Yeah, yeah. This is unfinished, I know. But since I left my living space for a month, I will most likely not be able to publish anything at all. So I'll throw this raw draft of a third chapter at your face.

Thank you very much for your support, specifically those 17 people who read both chapters. I'm really thankful that my work is actually getting at least some attention. I got way more views than I expected and all that thanks to you my readers.

Heads up for possible chapter releases. Your fellow dumbass.