Why Don't We/ Christian: Outlast

Journey

Christian POV

I walked over to my bed an sat down. Daniel had been taken, and Zach and Jack were off trying to find a way for us to get out. The only people that are here are Crawford, Wyl, Dyl, Oscar, Jonah, and Corbyn. I looked around the place. At the only things I could see.

"I wonder what Zach and Jack are doing," Jonah literately wondered out loud.

"Well, they left about ten minutes ago so hopefully they are doing great," I said.

"They are probably talking," Corbyn said.

"Most likely not, they might be hiding," Jonah said

"Mmmm, No they are definetly talking," Corbyn replied.

"How can you tell?" Jonah asked.

"I think I might hear there voices...Or, nope. Just the wind but I know them and they are most certenly talking," Corbyn said.

"If they are talking, they are probably talking about a plan. Maybe where to look for the key. Nothing stupid for sure," Jonah replied.

"No time for that. I'm sure whatever they are talking about is important and useful. Now, we need to be quiet or we will draw attention to ourselves," I said.

"Yeah," everyone agreed and I decided to take a nap.

Jack POV

"No. The spicy cheetos are the best for sure," Zach said.

"I like the extra cheesy goldfish," I said looking around the corner. It was very quiet for a few seconds and I was watching closely.

"What do-" I jumped and put my hand on my chest.

"Zach, you don't just whisper in someones ear when it is quiet. Especially after waiting that long. Even more especially when we are looking out in a place like this," I whisper yelled.

"Sorry," he said. I turned back around.

"Hey, jack?"

"Yes, Zach?"

"I wonder what the other ones are thinking," He said.

"Probably trying to convince eachother that we are doing good, but if w-" I heard footsteps that did not belong to us. I grabbed Zachs shirt and pulled both of us down behind a stack of wood. I put my finger up to my lips to signal Zach that we needed to be quiet.

"What happened to the ripe one?"

"I don't know. We are lookin all over for'im."

"Better find him. Weain't got many to spare."

"Yes, they say someone left the door unlocked."

"They.... what?"

"Left...The....Door." A shadow casted on our faces as one of those creepy ass guys walked up to the other.

"You. Waisted. Him."

"We will find them, I will make sure they will!"

"No, you will never know, cause you will be dead!" One of the dudes shoved the other against the wall about 25 yards away. He put his hand arounf hs throat and raised him from the ground. He twisted his neck and that's when we heard a pop and blood ran down into the floor. I looked over at Jack. His face showed pure horror. He looked at me. I patted his back and looked back.

The body was lying on the floor. Completly lifeless. I mean, the guy had no head or half of his blood. What else could you exspect?

"Jack?" Zach whispered.

"Yeah?" I whispered back.

"I didn't like that," he said.

"Really? I enjoyed it," I said looking at him. I turned back around.

"I was joking."

"Yeah I got that," I replied.

"Ok, let's go," I whispered motioning for him to follow me. We went straight and into a really short hall. I bunch of wood and stuff. One place we can hide. We jumped over some pipes and went into a large room with a lot of doors. The hundreds of creepy people usually run the halls. We got in the room and baricaded it a little. I checked for anything we could use. I found two batteries and a screw driver. I put them all in my army green coat pocket, which had a lot of pockets.

I turned my head and saw Zach just sitting there. I thought about how far we'd gotton and how far we still have to go. Zach looked up right at me. He was about to talk isn-

"Jack, I just thought about something," He said.

"What's that?" I asked.

"They said 'The ripe one'. Do you think they could be talking about Daniel?" My eyes grew wide.

"Maybe. Very well could have been. That or they took another one of them. We can go back tomorrow to check and see how they are doing," I said.

Zach POV

I just kept thinking about it. 'The ripe one'. It had to mean something. It refered ro someone different and maybe a group. Can't be talking about themselves for sure. We took off our jackets and found a place in the corner to sleep. We put our legs under the bed in it, and we put our jackets over our legs. After a long time of trying, we fineally fell asleep.

We woke up in what felt like five minutes. It had to have been longer. But, we did in fact wake up from people banging on our door and yelling. Jack was already up, getting ready to wake me up. Luckilly, we picked a room with another door. That lead to another room, then another, and another, then the halls, and yeah you get me. We quietly walked to the other door and opened it. We quietly, but quickly, booked it to the next room. We went through about two other rooms and we decided we were far enough.

"We need to get back to the others and check on them. Plus we can see if anyone heard anything," I said. Jack nodded. We used our flashlight to look around.

"Let's just book it across the hall," Jack said running off. We both ran, but that did not stop the guy seeing us.

"Hey, get back here!"

"Run Zach! Just keep going and don't stop!"

"Yeah, I got that," I yelled back. We made into a hall that had barely enough space to craw in. Perfect. We both crawled throught it and turned around.

"I'll catch you next time. No doubt." We took deep breaths.

"Let's go," Jack whispered. We kept walking.

"This looks familiar," I said.

"It does. Although, doesn't mean we are where we are supposed to be," Jack replied. I began hearing something.

"Jack, Ssshhhh." We both listened. Voices.

"I don't know if those belong to them," Jack said. We listened.

"You fly that women to obiza!" someone yelled. We looked at eachother.

"Corbyn," we both said. We looked at both corners and ran to the next hallway. I peaked around. That was definetly Corbyn. We fineally made it back. Without getting caught.