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Chapter 3: Well crap

"Bryan! Get your head out of your damn journal and get over here."

Paul's dad didn't like to be kept waiting, so naturally, neither did the one who was always rushing around.

"BRYAN!"

"Alright!", I yelled back.

Kaleb was looking at the horizon, I dont know why, its just a wasteland. Since Death went back to hell last year plants have grown. GRass that is, no flowers or anything apealing to the eyes. Just... grass.

"Bryan I swear if you dont...", Paul didn't get to finish. Midsentence the ground started shaking violently. You could here screams coming from the distance, but its 100 miles to the horizon, exactly where they were screaming.

Kaleb just turned to me and said,"Hellhounds".

With that me and Paul changed and Kaleb shifted into a Eagle. We took off full sprint for the screaming with Kaleb already miles ahead of us. We should have seen this coming. We should have been there. We knew that there was a settlement, and we stopped, why, because we were tired? Now people are dying because we werent there.

We arrived an hour later. The screaming had stopped a while ago, but smoke started pouring into the sky shortly before it stopped. If there are any survivors, they won be alive much longer.

We cleared  the entire camp, nothing, except the dead. Hundreds laid upon the ashes. Kaleb wept, he couldent stand to see others die the way the other shifters had. But they di. Burned, bloody, and ripped apart, they were killed the exact way the shifters were. Like everyone who dies by deaths hand. 

Well stay here. Not like we have the energy to go any farther. We rest, and in the morning, we head straight for Cali, or at least whats left of it. Weve been following signs saying theres a huge sanctuary there. I dont fully trust it, but its somthing to hold onto.