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Chapter Nine "Getting better"



Ethan Day 13, 5:00

The fire is out. Or that's the last I received, which reassures me a bit. It is a problem less of that deal, though, of course, I still get the biggest one to me. How am I supposed to drive out the murderers of the forest, preventing them from approaching the center of the camp?

I am reaching my limit, as soon as I stop for a second the laces become so strong that I was gagging and breathing starts to become a painful duty. The low temperature makes the air in small ice crystals that burn my throat and nose, but I just know I can not stop now.

There are people missing, Scott still lost here and I know that he can not turn and flee from danger faster. Depends on what I and the others have joined the search party do in these times. And we've already lost too much time.

- What now? - I asked Gabriel.

I watch without knowing what to say. I have no idea where it came from, her bright eyes with hair so dark I vaguely remember Denia, but this guy seems to be a year or two older than her and I do not know at what time you joined our little adventure. "Let's divide .-

decided at the time, hoping to be the secret option .- I will return to the river, you might now that the fire is going to check rates if there are corpses. You go to our old camp and if you find nothing, try to erase our traces .- I turn to the other guy with us. What was his name? James? "Joey? - Go to the Ranger zone, tell the fire and ... I do not know Make up something.

The green-eyed boy nods before becoming a huge wolf brown coat and disappeared into the bushes. I do not know or who are infected and who not. We too, although maybe I should be grateful to my father for help decrease the number of patients and be free of having to learn new names. Viva irony. Knowing

Gabriel fulfill its mission, go back to change shape and focus on my bearings, looking for the smell of ashes and the noise of the waters of the creek. But before I focus completely, orienting myself in the strange place in which my name has become a forest, a sound catches my attention. Now I only know that they are. Or at least a part.

A groan escaped from my mouth without being able to control it while changing direction, getting ready to make them pay for what they have done. I can not stand to think of the exact people that have hurt, because then I would collapse and would be my loss, but the rough idea of \u200b\u200btheir actions is enough to infuriate me to unimaginable limits.

I hide in the bushes, thinking what it would be more correct face them. Seem to be resting, talking quietly among themselves with the guns still loaded against the frozen ground. His clothes countryside, the smiles that look, the theme of dialogue ... How can they be planted much terror among a bunch of kids and then displayed so quiet? There

dried blood stains on his jeans and plaid shirts, but do not care. And that makes me more arcades. I'll never understand how there can be people like that. People who, after all, is like my father, because if it were not for him, this would not be happening.

I have not decided what I'll do with it, but I'll have time to think if I get victorious in this matter.

- Here's another lad! - Exclaimed a burly man, approaching his companions with a guy grabbed the neck of the shirt. Before

glimpse recognize their bruises and the blood that flows from the nose and split lip. It seems that before handing it to his friends the kind of little light jackets had fun with it.

The young man raises his head and his blue eyes meet mine, leaving us without words. Scott. We have him. And he is not infected. But I fear that will not stop to check.

Without revealing my position, diverts his gaze to stick in the ground, frowning waiting for the beating that I do not think consent. I am one to four, but I do not put myself in danger. Never let it end with one of my best friends in my nose.

I force my brain to work quickly. First I have to get rid of the guns, sending them away to be forced to face me in melee. Only then I will have a chance, because if something good has this virus is that it increases our strength. And quickly ... well, we must take risks and see what stuff they are made.

"Another monster baby-faced good .- laughs wildly on the left, reaching out to grab his weapon .- Something to say lad?

- Did your face is from birth or you did it with a bang? Scott

value. And a great sense of humor, because otherwise I can not explain how it was able to drop it.

When the enraged murderer strikes him another punch in the face by his words, I decide it is time to act I lunged forward, giving a kick to the weapon of first man and throwing it away, removing a disadvantage over. Only two more.

With the confusion, the big man who has just joined them loose to Scott to move against me, allowing my friend to recover from the blow and get rid of junior rifle. For

when I try to go for the latter, I realize that we are cornered and pointed to him. One shot and it's over, but I will give them a chance. If I can disorient them, we point to our advantage and more likely to survive, therefore.

Without wishing to consider things too much, quickly lifted the side, dealing a blow to the neck which I have on my right before running towards the middle in the hope of throwing to the ground. I do not want to kill anyone, let me settle for dazed and having enough time to escape without being followed. Well, I will not take, is simply not what I aspire.

The blow with the elbow almost throw me to get myself, but recovery balance and I continue with my plan, hoping that Scott was responsible as possible to the left. I get an elbow in the side and I hear cries of complaint, but I do not care when I throw on the man, knocking him and shooting him in the frozen grass. Accurate punch in the face gets disoriented and allows me to let him wriggle out without much difficulty.

There is a shot, or at least I'm able to capture from the hype before turning and catch Scott's arm to pull him. We have to go, we can resist everything we want, but these murderers can finish us if we stopped.

now a question of speed. Feeling Scott faltered, forced him to continue with my pace, hearing the footsteps of the men behind us while shooting without a clear objective. My plan is to mislead in order to get to the hospital without endangering others before Scott was dismayed by the beating he received. But I've had much luck and I know that sooner or later something bad will eventually saliéndome. Disastrously wrong.

"Come, uncle, please .- whisper, drowning in my own breaths. I can just give my body the oxygen demands of physical exertion that I am submitting.

A bullet is stuck in the trunk that I have on my right, by running again the adrenaline in my veins and dotándome of new energies that motivate me to pull my friend with more force.

The flight may not be our best solution. We will finish catching, so we have only one escape: hide and pray that we do not find. Feeling under pressure, I stop and contemplate our surroundings.

There is nothing that we can cover but a fallen tree and covered with moss that barely cover us. But we have no choice.

Scott seems to have chosen to trust me and follow it faithfully, because when you change direction and forced to crouch in the shelter, due in silence and collapses on the floor, clutching his face with intent to withdraw blood.

We can not talk, we betray any movement, but I can not help smiling quizzically looking at his wounds. Her angel face now seems so vulgar as any other. I wonder what his fans think if they saw him well and knows all their secrets.

Nevertheless, Scott answered my smile to another, capturing my thoughts as he shakes his head. I see the eyes painted on their appreciation and I feel good for having risky for him. What would you do without your comments? "Without always exudes positivism?

- Where the hell have gotten these children of the devil? "Shouts a man a few meters of us, getting me to focus and put in tension every muscle in my body.

I can not breathe easily without making a noise when what they really need is to throw up for air in despair until my lungs explode the amount of oxygen they provide.

- have had to keep running to the west, towards the end! - One young voice responds with resignation.

- Did not they say they had a camp here? Sure have gone for another fellow .- sentence, launching a series of curses that I find innovative and original. There are some quite good, although I suppose I will not remember any after of this tension.

- What we do - asks the first .- Oh, come on Damon. Think fast.

-back tomorrow. We talk to the boss and find the woman of the nerd who gave us such information .- Damon responds .- Come, let tomorrow take confidence and attack at dusk.

"I'll explain you that animal that lies a head .- ensures obtaining the support of others. Continuing

one of those stupid conversations that bother me so much, move away slowly, allowing me to gradually relax and catch my breath while my heart rhythm to normal. I can not believe it's been, temporarily, but past the end of the day.

"We have a day to get out of here .- Scott whispered hoarsely.

"Enough .- decide, jumping up and holding out his hand to help .- But we have to get under way. Must be reported to the police.

- The police? - Asks, opening his eyes wide as he tries to make sense of my decision .- And what can we say? What are guys with the ability to turn into wolves?

-No. We can say we were camping and they began to kill us. Who you gonna believe, Scott? What fools newcomers to Evansville with a story implausible or us? - you need to discuss protection of human .- murderers.

"But if I stopped now, they do not slow down in the future. And the disease continues to expand. Soon cease to be a secret.

"I'll get the medication by hook or by crook .- I say, knowing what my words carry.

face my parents definitely, these doctors crazy for a cure ... a journey that will surely take me to the death or many kinds of torture, but I have to do if you really want to finish this whole issue.

Scott nods, not knowing what to say, dedicating one of those looks that make me realize that it is convinced everything. But have to trust me.

"Back with the rest, there are many wounded.

- Dead? "Is concerned while placing my hand, walking with a hobble.

I do not know. But Nora ...

"I found her and took her to the hospital before returning to the forest to look for more survivors .- I said with a smile .- She was hurt and fainted from exhaustion, but no to worry.

"I know, when you take Adriana to the infirmary, Denia told me." Gracias. heart-thank you .- But I am aware that she might be one of the victims. Ella. And it is not infected.

"These men differentiated and your sister had the bad luck of being in the wrong place at the wrong time trying to cheer .- .- Think things have gone well and nothing else.

"I have wanted to kill them .- declare, removing a load off .- And I feel like an animal to have that feeling.

"I think we all now want to kill them .- sighed, wincing in pain when you lift the left arm.

suppose you're right, so I keep quiet as we walk the path back to camp. The truth is that I assume the camp nurse and have become one place now that the number of wounded is higher than that of healthy people, so when I arrive and see that print does not surprise me.

It is still dark, and there are few flashlights that are still burning. Denia see walking to and fro like Adriana, who has already joined to help all it can despite his burned hand. Most injuries appear and rest, calm, now that the shooting had ceased.

But some remain awake, talking in whispers, discussing the latest developments. I am delighted that they're safe tonight.

- Denia? And my sister? "- I whisper, approaching her, you just give up after a bottle of water to a girl slightly younger than me who seem to have a sprained ankle.

-Oh .- murmurs, giving him a quick, nervous glance at the entrance of the cave we had been living these past few days .- He's sleeping, you should leave it alone until tomorrow. I had a hard time sleeping.

"I'll stay with it until amanezca.-decided, experiencing a sense of comfort knowing you are well enough to sleep. Denia

quickly grabs me by the arm, pausing while trying to hide the nerves in their eyes.

"No ... she said ... I do not want anyone to see her well. You know, you embarrass the wounds and ... has not been washed cara.- ¿De qué me está hablando?- Además, tú deberías descansar. ¿Has visto el aspecto que tienes? La asustarás si se levanta y lo primero que ve es que tienes pintas de haber estado peleando con una manada de perros salvajes.- añade con más decisión, alzando la voz sin que yo entienda la razón.

-Tiene razón.- sólo tengo que escuchar esas palabras de Adriana para entender por qué Denia ha hablado más alto. Quería incluirla en la conversación para así no tener que enfrentarse conmigo.- Debes dormir y Nora está bien, no vas a hacer nada estando ahí sentado. Tienes que descansar.

Me vuelvo hacia ella para quejarme, argumentar cualquier cosa, but returns to be right. I have to tell her what happened and sleep to organize our next flight from the forest.

-De Agreement.The growled, unhappy with the decision.

I throw one last look before leaving Denia with Adriana. There's something strange, one reason why I do not want to see my sister now. But I'm too tired to think about it now.

"Do not let go before tomorrow at nine o'clock .- I warned the girl, smiling a little more relaxed when he saw that I was leaving.

"I hope you tell me the real reason.

"Someday.

Scott shrugs when he dedicated a quizzical look before to leave with Denia, seeking cures his bleeding wounds and leaving me alone with Adriana.

- What's New? She asks, holding my hand as I was encouraged to walk to our tent.

"I should not go to sleep, this is not over yet .- I hesitate a bit, taking advantage that she knows nothing of the conversation that Scott and I have heard.

"There are others who are standing guard and you're not a superhero, you're gonna get killed if you do not rest .- replica hard, showing me how my health is concerned.

Perhaps best not to push the issue. "They think

attack again tomorrow evening. Evacuate this morning before noon and go to call the police. I have thought a story .- I decide to answer your first question.

"We have a few hours to rest, right?

"Yes, why? - I hope you ask me my story, which is unable to control her curiosity, but longs to relax before bending over and down the zipper of our tent.

"Come to bed, I need to disconnect it.

I have rarely seen Adriana really exhausted, so I'm not sure what to do now. That is why I limit myself to spend a nervous smile and still inside, ready to talk to her about anything that allows you to forget the nightmare. Nora