She walked out into the main room of the bunker to the smell of cooked eggs and hash browns. She even smelled coffee. Amaris sat down at the small folding table and picked up a fork. “Thank you. It smells good.” Lyle smiled back at her as he sat down at the table with his plate. HIs morning boyish messed hair had been combed to his usual neat coif, and He was wearing clean clothes. Amaris looks him in the eye as he looks up at her in between bites, and asks him the first of a million questions that she needed answered. “Okay Lyle it is time for some answers. Gran started but kept dancing around the real answers. What is going on?” Lyle stopped chewing and looked at her. “I was hoping we could talk after breakfast since we appear to have time. ““Ok. As soon as we are done with breakfast.” And she began to shovel eggs and hash browns into her mouth as fast as she could. Lyle gave her a look and began eating as he was before, shaking his head. Once they finished Lyle managed to drag i
He looked like a shorter version of Lyle with lighter hair. On second look, the differences were more apparent. His eyes were hard and cold not like Lyle’s warm caring ones, and the man was built more ruggedly and compact, where Lyle was muscular, and lanky.“Hello Adam, your a site for sore eyes!” Lyle stepped forward and threw an arm around the younger man. They each patted the others back in the embrace, although Amaris noticed that Adam had done so almost hesitantly. “Amaris, this is my brother Adam. Adam this is Amaris.” Well, thought Amaris, that at least explains the resemblance. “Nice to meet you. Thank you for getting us out of here.”Adam said nothing just nodded his head. He gave Amaris a curious sideways glance as he turned away to address his brother. “We need to be quick. They have literally spread out everywhere. Our fighters have most of them confined to the other side of the village, but the toll that they took on the village last night was a heavy one. There are 12 c
Amaris had a lot of time to think about the events of the last two days as they walked through the parking garage in silence. Lyle was walking just a few steps ahead and alert. When they reached the top level of the parking garage, which was the only above ground level, Amaris thought that she could smell smoke. Lyle’s pace suddenly increased and Amaris had to jog to keep up with him. When they exited it was still early morning, but the black smoke that was everywhere, made it look like it was not yet dawn. The beautiful little village was no more. Most of the homes and buildings were burned to the ground or still on fire. The pall of the smoke was like walking into a wall. Amaris covered her mouth with the sleeve of Lyles sweatshirt that she had put back on over her clothes. She also pulled the hood up over her head. There were tears in her eyes and whether they were from smoke, or guilt, or fear she could not say. Maybe all three. The horrors that started yesterday morning were stil
Stepping into the next room seemed like she was steeping onto the set of a horror movie. All the furniture was covered in white sheets and the room was so dusty that they were leaving foot prints. It was clear no one had been to this place in a very long time. Amaris felt almost as she were intruding. The room had a feel of sadness about it. There was little light apart from what Lyle’s flashlight provided, and it gave the impression that the house was grieving.“You said that your great great grandfather built this place? Has anyone been here since he passed?”“Actually, no one has been here since his first wife passed. He loved her so very much that he could not bare to be in the house that they had made their life in. After that he moved into town. The counsel later decided that he needed to marry again and chose my great great grandmother for him to marry as his second wife. They say that he was good to her, but he never loved her. Sad really. This place has been in the family all
Amaris sat alone in the fire lit room and stared around. She had a lot to think about, and not much over the last few days was good. She was hiding out here, but she felt she needed to get back. She needed to find Gran. She needed to stop more people from dying. Lyle had told Sheriff Clifton that they would be at his house if they needed him but they were not there now, how was he going to contact them if he had any questions or new information?Lyle had said that he was responsible for all the people in town since he was their leader, but here they were hiding out in the wilderness somewhere and he abandoned them when they needed him most. What was he thinking? They definitely needed to go back. At the very least to help the very people that he was supposed to be protecting. If she was putting them in danger, then she would go back down the mountain and turn herself into the sheriff. He would be able to protect her and know what to do. However, the sheriff did not have all the answers
Amaris walked as quickly and quietly through the forest as she could. What was she thinking. Mr. Lyle Bruce was here teacher. Before yesterday their conversations consisted of home work and the study of the moon. She never even knew that he did not live in the village or that he was from the mountain. She had blindly followed him because he had showed up at the right time on the road after she avoided the men in the forest. Could he be part of it? No. Gran had said that she knew him and that they had been working together. Unfortunately she could not ask Gran any questions since she has now disappeared. As Amaris walked she knew that she needed to pull herself together. She needed a safe place to think and a place to be able to make a plan. She had to find out if Gran was alive and if she was, get her back safe. That was really what mattered right now.Amaris walked through the night. She traversed the forest and as she worked her way down the mountain she found the stream that she k
Amaris reached up and pushed the door open and stepped in. Cautiously she walked into the living room. Amaris’ heart was in her throat. She did not want to find Anna and her parents dead like Lyle had found Grover at Gran’s. The house had been ransacked just as Gran’s had. They even tore the couch cushions apart. Their new family portrait that Anna had surprised her parents with when she got her graduation pictures last fall, had been slashed to ribbons. These men had not just searched but completely destroyed everything. Amaris decided to head into the kitchen. The kitchen table had been flipped and all four chairs had been reduced to firewood. Everything from the refrigerator and every cabinet had been dumped on the floor. There was flour and pasta, ketchup, mustard, milk, and it was impossible to tell what else all over the floor. There were no footprints on the floor. These men were careful, but a couple very large dogs had been in here, for a snack probably, and left their prints
Anna jumped on Amaris the moment that she sat down in the car, and hugged her tight. Anna backed up still holding Amaris’ shoulders, “Where have you been? Everyone has been looking for you. They had sent search parties out into the woods looking for you. They found one man dead in the river below the bridge. I am going to assume it was you that cut it?”Amaris nodded her head. The memory of that moment too painful and fresh. The memory of the second man further up the river that she found confirming that she had indeed killed two men.“All the other people from your gym class came running back in to the school screaming and crying and trying to find a place to hide. Once they got them calmed down and the security guard went to look out on the field the only one left alive was Mr. Clark. He had dragged himself over to try and stop Heather’s bleeding but there was nothing he could do it was too late.” Anna hung her head and wiped her cheek. She hugged Amaris fiercely again and then he