Why Don't We/ Christian: Outlast

Keep going we're close

Christian POV

We walked around the corner and stopped. Did I hear something? I was quiet and very still. Zach casually walked by me.

"Bro, you do this every few steps, chill," He said crossing his arms and looking at me. I stood up.

"Yeah, your right. But one wrong move then we're gone," I said looking around again.

"So, we close to being there?" Zach asked trying to get the map.

"I'll check," I said getting it out.

"What does it say?" He asked standing behind me. I turned around and looked at him.

"Is sais what the hell makes you think I know what this sais?" I laughed. He shrugged.

"But yes, we're close." We walked a little and stopped.

"I think we should check on the others," Zach said out of nowhere. I agreed.

"Get the flashlights as well, the lights don't work ahead and it's a little dark anyway." I said putting in the number '1' for Jack.

"Yo." Crawford.

"Crawford, where is Jack?" I asked in a 'uh oh' tone.

"He's peeing," He replied.

"Uhm, Ok, but like...In the hall?" I asked. Zach bursted in to laughter beside me.

"No, we stopped in the bathrooms. I'm holding everything."

"Well, ok, how are you guys doing?" I asked as I signaled Zach to follow me.

"We're doing great!" He yelled.

"Yo shut the heck up, man."

"Hey Jack!" Zach yelled as he heard the familiar voice.

"Now you need to shut the heck up," I said. Zach stuck his tongue out and continued listening.

"Who are you talking to?" Jack asked Crawford.

"Christian."

"Who's Christian talking to?"

"Me." I could see Jack giving him that look. "And Zach."

"Oh, yeah, that's right," Jack said.

"I hope you guys are doing well."

"We are," I replied.

"Well, we need to keep going, thanks for checking up!"

"No problem. See you in a little," I replied. I put the thing back.

"I wonder if they're close," Zach said.

"Yeah, ahead of us somewhere, I wonder where the others are. I'm truly suprised we haven't run into any of them," I said as we nearly ran into someone.

"Well if it isn't Zachary himself." We looked and gasped.

"Corbyn, Dylan!" I yelled.

"Hey hey."

"What are you guys doing here?" Zach stopped right after he said that.

"You know..."

"Yeah, I messed up. We're all trying to live. There we go. Move on," Zach said, chuckling right after.

"It's kind Cliche the way I was talking about this and then it happens," I said and Dylan pointed at me. We decided to get going because a small delay, could cost a life. Dylan and his group continued their path, and we were left alone.