Dream Hunters

Chapter 7: Cricket?

Chapter 7

Before I awoke from my three day coma, I had this strange dream. It was different than the one that brought us on this very dandy trip.

I was walking through a field. It was very dark with a tint of light that I could not place anywhere. It wasn't from the sky, and the harder I looked for it, the more the light faded. So I tried my very hardest to not focus on it.

Someone poked me in the back, and I got spooked. "You think it's here?" asked Pete.

"Damn it Pete warn me next time!" I said. I looked around in confusion and saw that no one else was around. "...Where is everybody?"

"Have you been in a coma for the past 6 hours Piper? We're lost!" Haha, the irony.

An owl swooped over my head and grabbed my hair. "OWW OWW OWWW!" I shrieked. The owl lifted me up and away from Pete.

"PIPER!" he kept screaming my name, but his words eventually got lost into the echo.

When I woke up, Jax was at my side with a bottle of water in his hand. "You okay Pipes?" he asked. "You were biting your lip while you were sleeping. I didn't stop you because I figured you were real hungry from our long day... but its bleeding now..."

I grabbed the bottle of water from his hand. "Moron." I muttered.

He did a halfhearted laugh that didn't really sound like him. I regained my memory on what had happened three days before. "Jax... is everyone okay?"

He kind of cringed. "Um, yeah for the most part...Cam's not looking all that well though."

"What do you mean?"

"He still hasn't woken up, but he's breathing fine. Pete just has some burns and Zoe's sprained ankle got cut by a piece of sharp metal hanging off the car while she was trying to climb out of it."

"Well how are you doing?"

Jax casually pulled up his shirt, and there one ugly looking gash that had to be at least 9 inches long across his stomach to his chest. It was very deep and open. But dang... those abs! I almost drooled. "Umm Jax, that needs stiches"

"Okay, well I'll just call up the doctor who happens to be wandering in the desert."

"Did you call 911?"

"None of our phones have reception." he said. We're so screwed.

"Where is everybody?" I asked.

"Pete is attending to Zoe. You want to go check on them? Here, I'll help you up." He took my arm and violently yanked me from the ground. We walked over on the other side of the shrub that was dividing us. It was like a little hospital!

"Heyyy Zoe, whats happenin'?" Jax reached in for a high five and instead got a kick in the balls.

"Piper, are you okay?" Zoe said as if she actually cared.

"I think." I rubbed my head that was still very sore. I'm almost positive that it was a concussion. I watched as Pete taped gauze around her ankle, and then wrapped it. Beside Zoe, I saw Cam laying in a little homemade bed.

"Guys, I'm going to go get the leftover pizza from the Sweet Cat and bring them over here, okay?" Jax offered.

"Wait a minute..." Zoe sneered. "While we were fighting a demonic child and running away from a burning building, you managed to take the leftovers?"

He laughed evilly. "It was theirs."

So he came back with the box of cold pizza, and as we were eating I heard a faint noise. I looked around to see any signs of it.

"What's the matter Piper?" Pete asked.

"You hear that?" Everyone listened intently, but they shook their heads.

"Probably just an animal." suggested Jax.

"Or her imagination." Zoe added.

"Now wait a sec..." Pete said. "I think I hear it!" he started to crawl around on his hands and knees as a toddler would. He crawled by the car and listened through the door. We all gave him a look of confusion. Then he crawled towards the back of the car and lightly opened up the deranged trunk. A man, wait no... a boy, flung out of the trunk as if he were a Jack in a Box.

Pete dove back and screamed. We all did. But then, we recognized the boy's face that was covered in blood. It was Jace's. He screamed in agony.

"I THOUGHT THAT WAS A FREAKING CRICKET!" Jax screamed.