Episode Five: The Pursuit of Terror (Pt. 2)

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The early sun rose from the peak of the mountains as McWinkle drove the black truck through the Blueberry forest where the trees had nothing but blueberries grown around them. Michellee was sleeping on the passenger's side, still unconscious from what happened last night. McWinkle took out the necklace that he looted from the maniacal priest and gazed at it further, finding some sort of a clue. He put it back in his pocket quickly to focus on the road.

McWinkle shifted his attention over at Michellee, debating in his own mind whether he should wake her up or not. He twisted his mouth and decided to leave her to sleep. Hopefully, she'll wake up with restful sleep. He leaned forward a bit in his seat to follow the trail of the big vehicle that took Michellee's daughter, E.B, as a hostage. Luckily, there wasn't anyone in the road that would interfere with the trail.

Michellee stirred a bit in her sleep, moaning quietly to the point where he didn't hear her. As McWinkle was driving, she's muttering something incoherent. He didn't hear what she said but he paid no attention to it, too focused on the road ahead of him.

Suddenly, Michellee jolted awake with eyes snapped open. "EB!!!"

McWinkle jumped while almost veering the truck off of the path they were on while he pulled over to the side of the road quickly.

His eyes were bulged out while his giant hands gripped on the steering wheel tightly. He took a deep inhale and then exhaled calmly while raising his finger to point at the panicked woman, who's breathing in and out rapidly.

"Calm," was the only word McWinkle could muster without losing control of his emotion.

Michellee looked around the vehicle with a panicked gaze. "Where's my daughter?! Where's E.B?! Why did you kidnap me?!"

"Please...stop screaming...let me explain everything," McWinkle responded calmly. "First of all, I saved your life. Those men were about to kidnap you until I killed them--"

"Wait! Were you even at the bed and breakfast place-?!"

"Shh, shh...yes, I was there for vacation until I heard a commotion outside. I saw the men kidnap your daughter while knocking you out. I stopped them from taking you but...they took your daughter."

"Are we even going to go after those men--?!"

"Shh, shh!" McWinkle shushed Michellee sternly, trying to calm her down. "Will you listen to me without freaking out?"

Michellee took a moment to calm her nerves. She counted to five while exhaling deeply and nodding her head.

"Alright. We're going to find your daughter."

"How?"

McWinkle pointed at the trail. "I've been following the trail throughout the night."

"What if it ends and we're at a dead end?"

"Then, we're going to have to use this." McWinkle took out a necklace with the circular shape and two snakes crossing over each other like an X.

"Where did you get that?"

McWinkle sealed his lips while beginning to drive. "It's best if I don't answer that."

"Why...?"

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