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Chapter 4: Rest

In the morning we did just as described. Got ready, ate, and went straight on with business. We could see smoke a couple miles away, which we decided to head for, either another attack, or the opposite, wanderers. 

"Kaleb, take point", Paul muttered. He had bags under his eyes from lack of sleep.

Kaleb did as instructed and went ahead of us. Paul took left flank and I took right. We made it to the smoke about an hour later. To our surprise, wanderers.

"STOP WHERE YOU ARE!", we heard coming from the center of the camp.

We did so, and saw 10 men with guns pointed at our heads come out the main gate. One an AK-47, another an M16, and the rest pistols of many origins. They approuched slowly, never moving their guns anywhere but our heads. 

"Who are you?", the M16 weilder said.

I stepped forward, "My names Bryan, and this is Paul, and Kaleb". One of the pistols dropped to where I could see his face. He had a large scar running from the right corner of his lip to his eye. He pushed the M16 man aside and stood toe to toe with Kaleb. There was silence for a good half minute, neither batting an eye. 

"There clean", the pistol finally said,"My names Thine, I knew your parents Kaleb, very sorry for your loss.", he turned to the rest of the men and motioned towards the gate. Kaleb looked spellbound, we havent ran into anyone we knew or our family knew for years. All of them dead now.

We walked into the camp, eyes appearing everywhere to look at us. I followed right behind Thine, who lead us to a small hut. Inside were three beds, a stove, and a small bowl of water. 

"Make yourselves at home, the prior residents moved on to, said something about California and a sanctuary there."

I just looked around, amazed by all the huts in the camp, it appeared three times bigger inside than from the hill. by now it was three or four in the evening. We wandered around the camp, explorinng the many sights. Then we went back to our hut to lye down.

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We awoke to the sound of a gong spreading over the camp, we looked outside to see children running and laughing through the streets, while adults casually walked towards the sound. I stopped one of the older boys and asked what was going on,"Supper time!", he said.

At that we followed everyone else to a huge dining hall. It stood about fifteen feet tall and was as long as twenty or so of our tents. We spotted Thine at the front of a small pack of men and women on a stage. It appeared to be a council or something like that. We sat down between two familys, Then Thine called for everyones silence, and they obliged."Please bow your heads so that we may bless the food."

Paul, Kaleb, and I, kept our heads facing straight forward. We lost our faith in a god only months after D-Day. When we were  attacked, there was no mesiah, no god, no christ. Just Death. They can believe what they want, but dont drag us into it.