Shelter Island
By: Elizabeth Sunburst
Chapter 1 : Horrors on a small island
A small island was control by a huge company, like most small towns. The population of Shelter Island was no more then 550 people. Not a lot of people. The people that work in this huge company work on the island. And they also live on the small island. The company control everything, from the brand-new school teachers that taught in the highschool to the mayor of this town. But the secrets this company was willing to keep, would cost the townspeople their lives. The company was going to kill off the members of this island. The townspeople had no idea what headquaters was planning for them. The doom that they place on the townspeople graves.
Now the date was September 21, 2007. In the residental neighborhood outside of the factories a young girl with golden blonde hair with green eyes. This young girl was walking to the bus stop at the corner of her street. She wore blue jean bellbottoms with a white shirt that read : Chicks rule. She was holding three books in her hands. Her name was Stephanie. When she reach the end of the block. There was another girl the same as Stephanie standing there. She had dirty blonde hair with muddy green eyes. She was wearing a light blue sweater with tan bellbottoms. Her name was Cynthia.
"Good morning Stephanie" Cynthia smile.
"What's so good about it?" Stephanie ask her.
"Well that we aren't one of the sick ones yet. I mean the whole island seems to be sick. Like somthing like the flu was being spread around" Cynthia explain.
"I know Cynthia. And I'm sorry. I know that you were trying to make me feel better" Stephanie smiled. "How are your parents feeling?"
"They are getting worse. This morning they couldn't put a whole sentence together. They were basically moaning. It seem like they forget who I was" Cynthia said sadly.
Soon a giant yellow bus came to them. And the bus was usually crowded. But there was only two other girls on the bus. One was a vietnamese girl with black hair tie back into a ponytail with black eyes. She wore green cargo pants with a gray shirt. Her name was Christine. The other girl had short black hair with brown eyes. She wore tight blue jeans with a black shirt. That read : Harley Davidson. Her name was Sarah.
"I guess that everyone else is sick" Sarah said.
"I wonder if anyone else will end up coming to school" Christine said.
"Probably not knowing that half the island is infected so I highly doubt it" Cynthia said.
"You never know" Stephanie added.
They all took a deep long sigh. They ended up not picking anyone else up. When they arrived at two brick buildings. They were both one floor buildings. One was the elementary school. That school seem to be deserted. No cars where park in that parking lot. While the other one was the highschool. There were five cars park into the parking lot. And not one of them was the prinicpal's car.
"To all the students that are not infected. Please go to room 46. That will be your classes for the day" an old lady told them. Then she had started to cough severly.
They all look at each other, then walk to room 46. When they reach the room they saw some familar faces. Four other girls and four boys. Everyone had knew each other in this town, since it's small. There's not one person that lives in this town that no one knows. So the four girls sat in some empty seats.
"Well good morning girls. I have you all for my social studies class. I'm so happy that you aren't sick yet" the lady said.
She had gray roots in her hair that her brown hair was trying to cover. She also had some aging wrinkles.
"Now I'll just take the attendance. Through...oh well" she said. "Jamaal Ali"l; a tall West-Indian kid raise his hand. He wore all black including a black trench coat. "Cynthia Annabel"; and Cynthia rise her hand. "Sarah Calvery"; Sarah had raise her hand. "Erica Englert"; a girl with long auburn hair and dark brown eyes raise her hand. She wore black flare bellbottoms with an ice blue shirt. "Stephanie Grabow"; so Stephanie raise her hand. "William Hemerrle"; he had short brown hair with glasses covering his hazel eyes raise his hand. He wore a black and orange Philly Flyers' jersey with black jeans. "Deidre Henry"; then a black girl with black hair and eyes raise her hand. She wore a blue jean skirt with a purple lacing shirt with black stockins and black boots. "Christine Hoang"; then Christine raise her hand. "Michael Jameson"; then a boy with blonde hair and blue eyes raise his hand. He wore an orange shirt with tan cargo pants. "Krystal Jones"; another black girl raise her hand. She wore tight blue jeans with a white shirt that you tie on the sides. "Nick Powers"; he raise his hand. He had spiky black hair tip on the top with blonde and with brown eyes. Wearing blue jeans and a blue shirt. "Tricia Rotert"; a girl raise her hand she had black hair with black eyes. Wearing a blue and oranger knicks jersey and black pants.
"Miss...you already know that we are here" Jamaal said.
"Jamaal, it doesn't matter how many kids are here. I still have to follow the rules. Intill the mayor calls a state of an emergency" the teacher explain.
"There can't be a starte of emergency. We're on an island off another island" Christine corrected.
"Why do you kids cause me so much pain?" she ask.
"Because we aren't sick. So we have to amuse ourselves some how" Nick said.
"Alrightly then. Why don't you all sit in a circle and talk to each other" the teacher said.
Outside an over cast started to come over the island. The whole group started to chat with each other.
"Look outside" Cynthia pointed out.
"Great! Now we have people sick and we're going to be getting a storm" Erica rolled her eyes.
"Why haven't we gotten sick yet?" Mike ask.
"I have no idea. But we have to be lucky I guess. Maybe we have a higher immue system then everyone else" Tricia explain.
"Or maybe it's a government planning. They don't want 'us' to get infected intill later" Jamaal said.
Everyone turn to Jamaal with curious looks on their face. Then they look back into their group.
"Yeah Jamaal. I sooo highly doubt that" Billy sigh rolling his eyes along.
Deidre then walk up to the window. Getting away from all over the others convservations.
"What is it Deidre?" Krystal ask.
"There seem to be people walking this way. But they are walking very funny" Deidre explain.
Everyone jump out of their seats. They were looking out the window. Seeing the people limping, towards the school.
"Those aren't people" Jamaal said.
"Then what are they?" Stephanie ask him.
"The people are being control. Like as they were zombies" Jamaal said.
"No way! There are no such things as zombies" Sarah said.
"Ha ha...very funny. Stop joking around Jamaal. Zombies are usually dead" Christine smile.
"Well what should we do then Ms. Williams?" Nick ask.
Nick then turn to the teachers desk and she was gone. The other saw her speed away in her blue sport's car.
"I don't like that. They are still coming. And we are going to get eaten by zombies!!" Jamaal cry out.
"Jamaal hush! Your scaring the half of us!" Mike shouted.
Soon it had started to rain. They could hear it pouring on the windows. Soon the power started to flicker on and off.
"I really don't like that" Deidre said.
"No one really likes what's happening right now Dee" Tricia answer.
Everyone look around in a panic to each other. Jamaal was found underneath a desk, rocking himself back and forth. Then Billy step up on the teachers desk.
"PEOPLE!"; then everyone stop what they we're doing and look at Billy. "We have to stay calm or else those 'things' will get us" Billy explain to them.
"So how do you plan to get us out of here?" Krystal ask.
"Cynthia can help us" Billy said.
Everyone turn to Cynthia. She look at them confused as ever back at everyone else.
"Yeah! He's right. Cynthia your parents are the supervisors of the plants or factories. You know all the exits!" Stephanie accused.
"Yeah well so Mike's dad is the owner of this island" Cynthia defended herself. Then she had took a deep sigh. "No not really. My parents know everything. I just know that there is an old bunker underneath us. In case anything happen in the factories. But I do remember something that my parents said once. That there is a underground pathway underneath the police station" Cynthia added.
"Where does it lead to?" Tricia ask.
"To the factories" Cynthia answer, looking at the ground.
"GREAT! So we are all going to die!" Jamaal cry out.
"Um guys...I hate to be worst then Jamaal the negative one. But I don't see the zombies out there" Mike said.
Everyone ran to the window expect Billy who still was standing on the desk. And Jamaal who was hiding underneath the desk still rocking himself back and forth.
"Cynthia!! Where is the bunker?!" Billy ask.
Slowly they made it out of the room, walking out into the hallway. All they knew was they were alone. That all those teachers that came in had left in fear. Not one of those teachers came to help them. They were left alone. They got to the lobby and saw how deserted the parking lot was. The five cars, they were all gone. They continue walking down the hallway knowing that they there might be no chance for them wlaking out of those front doors. But Erica had stayed beind the group. She seem to be in a trance at the front doors.
"Erica come on. We have to get to the bunker" Nick told her.
But slowly Erica started to walk to the lobby doors. Nick stood there, waiting for Erica to turn around at any moment. Then something bang on the glass of the door. Erica saw that it was a human. Or what was left of it. It had deep gashes and dead rotting skin all over him. She could tell by what he was wearing that it was their prinicpal Mr. Murphy. He then bang on the glass intill he broke the glass. Limping through the broken glass Erica scream at the monster. Nick ran up to her and drag her away from the doors. Stephanie ran back to them, hearing the screams.
"Come on guys. Cynthia has found us the bunker" Stephanie shouted.
Nick and Erica both started to run. Stephanie had watch them run by her. Then she look back down the hallway where Nick and Erica ran from, seeing zombies slowly limping down the hallway.
"Oh shit!" Stephanie said to herself. She then got out of the hallway by running away from the zombies. She went to the bunker where everyone else was. "They are inside" Stephanie explain.
"Yeah! Erica and Nick told us already" Krystal said.
"So how are we supposed to get out of this genius?" Billy ask, looking at Cynthia.
Then everyone else had turn to Cynthia. She look back at everyone else, then look at the ground.
"I have no idea" Cynthia claim.
"I told you that we are going to die! We should have just let the zombies kill us. Or many give them Cynthia!" Jamaal complain.
"Oh would you just shut the hell up Jamaal! Everyone is sick and tired of your complaining" Tricia shouted.
She then lean up against a bookshelf. And it had started to move. Relieving to them a hole in the ground that the bookshelf was coveing. Then Mike look down the hold.
"Looks like we are going to have to climb down the hole" Mike instructed.
"No duh!" Sarah rolled her eyes.
So they all climb down the ladder. Seeing a whole bunch of tunnels. There were some trunks down there. So then Deidre open one of the trunks. To her surprise they were filled with weapons.
"Why are there weapons underneath the school?" Christine ask.
"Maybe they have them in case of an emergency" Billy answer.
"Or maybe to kill people before they can say anything" Jamaal suggested.
"What do you mean?" Erica ask in confusement.
"Think about it! If something happen on this island like what is happening now. They would use the weapons. We're all dead!!" Jamaal explain.
"Please Jamaal don't try to scare us anymore. We are all tired of it" Nick said.
They all look back to the trunk that Deidre open. Sarah had walk up to the trunk. She had pull out a flamethrower.
"Oh man! Look at this baby. I'm gonna love this flamethrower. Sweet!" Sarah smile.
Stephanie and Cynthia had both walk up to the trunk next. They both pull out assult rifles out of the trunk.
"Alright!" they both cheer.
It was Deidre and Krystal's turn next. They had both walk to the trunk and pull out shotguns. Then they both look at each other.
"Are you guys sure that you can handle those?" Billy ask.
"Yeah! We can handle these. These are toys" Deidre smile.
"Yeah! I mean we aren't little sissy girls. What are you afraid to give two shotguns to two black kids? Do you hear this Dee, it's a racial thing now" Krystal smile.
Everyone had sigh and little. And there was small laughter from Krystal said. But Nick and Erica had both walk up to the trunk. And they both pull out two automatic 9MM. So then it was Christine and Tricia's turn. They walk up to the trunk. And to their surprise they pull out a rocket launcher. Soon it was Jamaal's turn. To everyone's surprise he pull out a grenad laucher. He had a smile on his face, like Christmas came early for him. Also like the laucher was his long lost best friend.
"The paraniod kid has got a really good gun" Mike said.
"And I can shoot it off pretty good also" Jamaal pointed it at him.
Last Mike and Billy pull out KF-57. They had shrug their shoulders at what they got.
"Alright! Let's get going" Christine said.
"Yeah...but which way?" Nick ask.
"We are going to have to split up" Billy said.
"Alright me, Sarah, Christine, Jamaal, Tricia and Cynthia" Stephanie said.
"Where are we going to meet up?" Tricia ask.
"The library. We could all meet there" Cynthia suggest.
"That's a good idea. So I guess we'll have to see you guys when we reach the library" Deidre sigh.
"Don't worry. We will all survive together. I really don't feel like leavng anyone behind" Sarah said.
They all walk off in there groups. One group which was Stephanie's group went to the left. And the other group which was Mike's group went to the right.
Meanwhile on the surface two black hawks landed on the field. It was still raining and it seem to be a bit harder then before. About fifteen men jump out of both black hawks. Soon after they jump out the black hawks lifted off. Leaving the fifteen men behind.
"Men listen to me! This is a recuse mission. We might see some horrible stuff out there. Try and find some civilans!" their commanding officer shoued.
"Yes Lgt!" they all shouted back.
And they had split into their squads and ran throughout the fields.
By: Elizabeth Sunburst
Chapter 1 : Horrors on a small island
A small island was control by a huge company, like most small towns. The population of Shelter Island was no more then 550 people. Not a lot of people. The people that work in this huge company work on the island. And they also live on the small island. The company control everything, from the brand-new school teachers that taught in the highschool to the mayor of this town. But the secrets this company was willing to keep, would cost the townspeople their lives. The company was going to kill off the members of this island. The townspeople had no idea what headquaters was planning for them. The doom that they place on the townspeople graves.
Now the date was September 21, 2007. In the residental neighborhood outside of the factories a young girl with golden blonde hair with green eyes. This young girl was walking to the bus stop at the corner of her street. She wore blue jean bellbottoms with a white shirt that read : Chicks rule. She was holding three books in her hands. Her name was Stephanie. When she reach the end of the block. There was another girl the same as Stephanie standing there. She had dirty blonde hair with muddy green eyes. She was wearing a light blue sweater with tan bellbottoms. Her name was Cynthia.
"Good morning Stephanie" Cynthia smile.
"What's so good about it?" Stephanie ask her.
"Well that we aren't one of the sick ones yet. I mean the whole island seems to be sick. Like somthing like the flu was being spread around" Cynthia explain.
"I know Cynthia. And I'm sorry. I know that you were trying to make me feel better" Stephanie smiled. "How are your parents feeling?"
"They are getting worse. This morning they couldn't put a whole sentence together. They were basically moaning. It seem like they forget who I was" Cynthia said sadly.
Soon a giant yellow bus came to them. And the bus was usually crowded. But there was only two other girls on the bus. One was a vietnamese girl with black hair tie back into a ponytail with black eyes. She wore green cargo pants with a gray shirt. Her name was Christine. The other girl had short black hair with brown eyes. She wore tight blue jeans with a black shirt. That read : Harley Davidson. Her name was Sarah.
"I guess that everyone else is sick" Sarah said.
"I wonder if anyone else will end up coming to school" Christine said.
"Probably not knowing that half the island is infected so I highly doubt it" Cynthia said.
"You never know" Stephanie added.
They all took a deep long sigh. They ended up not picking anyone else up. When they arrived at two brick buildings. They were both one floor buildings. One was the elementary school. That school seem to be deserted. No cars where park in that parking lot. While the other one was the highschool. There were five cars park into the parking lot. And not one of them was the prinicpal's car.
"To all the students that are not infected. Please go to room 46. That will be your classes for the day" an old lady told them. Then she had started to cough severly.
They all look at each other, then walk to room 46. When they reach the room they saw some familar faces. Four other girls and four boys. Everyone had knew each other in this town, since it's small. There's not one person that lives in this town that no one knows. So the four girls sat in some empty seats.
"Well good morning girls. I have you all for my social studies class. I'm so happy that you aren't sick yet" the lady said.
She had gray roots in her hair that her brown hair was trying to cover. She also had some aging wrinkles.
"Now I'll just take the attendance. Through...oh well" she said. "Jamaal Ali"l; a tall West-Indian kid raise his hand. He wore all black including a black trench coat. "Cynthia Annabel"; and Cynthia rise her hand. "Sarah Calvery"; Sarah had raise her hand. "Erica Englert"; a girl with long auburn hair and dark brown eyes raise her hand. She wore black flare bellbottoms with an ice blue shirt. "Stephanie Grabow"; so Stephanie raise her hand. "William Hemerrle"; he had short brown hair with glasses covering his hazel eyes raise his hand. He wore a black and orange Philly Flyers' jersey with black jeans. "Deidre Henry"; then a black girl with black hair and eyes raise her hand. She wore a blue jean skirt with a purple lacing shirt with black stockins and black boots. "Christine Hoang"; then Christine raise her hand. "Michael Jameson"; then a boy with blonde hair and blue eyes raise his hand. He wore an orange shirt with tan cargo pants. "Krystal Jones"; another black girl raise her hand. She wore tight blue jeans with a white shirt that you tie on the sides. "Nick Powers"; he raise his hand. He had spiky black hair tip on the top with blonde and with brown eyes. Wearing blue jeans and a blue shirt. "Tricia Rotert"; a girl raise her hand she had black hair with black eyes. Wearing a blue and oranger knicks jersey and black pants.
"Miss...you already know that we are here" Jamaal said.
"Jamaal, it doesn't matter how many kids are here. I still have to follow the rules. Intill the mayor calls a state of an emergency" the teacher explain.
"There can't be a starte of emergency. We're on an island off another island" Christine corrected.
"Why do you kids cause me so much pain?" she ask.
"Because we aren't sick. So we have to amuse ourselves some how" Nick said.
"Alrightly then. Why don't you all sit in a circle and talk to each other" the teacher said.
Outside an over cast started to come over the island. The whole group started to chat with each other.
"Look outside" Cynthia pointed out.
"Great! Now we have people sick and we're going to be getting a storm" Erica rolled her eyes.
"Why haven't we gotten sick yet?" Mike ask.
"I have no idea. But we have to be lucky I guess. Maybe we have a higher immue system then everyone else" Tricia explain.
"Or maybe it's a government planning. They don't want 'us' to get infected intill later" Jamaal said.
Everyone turn to Jamaal with curious looks on their face. Then they look back into their group.
"Yeah Jamaal. I sooo highly doubt that" Billy sigh rolling his eyes along.
Deidre then walk up to the window. Getting away from all over the others convservations.
"What is it Deidre?" Krystal ask.
"There seem to be people walking this way. But they are walking very funny" Deidre explain.
Everyone jump out of their seats. They were looking out the window. Seeing the people limping, towards the school.
"Those aren't people" Jamaal said.
"Then what are they?" Stephanie ask him.
"The people are being control. Like as they were zombies" Jamaal said.
"No way! There are no such things as zombies" Sarah said.
"Ha ha...very funny. Stop joking around Jamaal. Zombies are usually dead" Christine smile.
"Well what should we do then Ms. Williams?" Nick ask.
Nick then turn to the teachers desk and she was gone. The other saw her speed away in her blue sport's car.
"I don't like that. They are still coming. And we are going to get eaten by zombies!!" Jamaal cry out.
"Jamaal hush! Your scaring the half of us!" Mike shouted.
Soon it had started to rain. They could hear it pouring on the windows. Soon the power started to flicker on and off.
"I really don't like that" Deidre said.
"No one really likes what's happening right now Dee" Tricia answer.
Everyone look around in a panic to each other. Jamaal was found underneath a desk, rocking himself back and forth. Then Billy step up on the teachers desk.
"PEOPLE!"; then everyone stop what they we're doing and look at Billy. "We have to stay calm or else those 'things' will get us" Billy explain to them.
"So how do you plan to get us out of here?" Krystal ask.
"Cynthia can help us" Billy said.
Everyone turn to Cynthia. She look at them confused as ever back at everyone else.
"Yeah! He's right. Cynthia your parents are the supervisors of the plants or factories. You know all the exits!" Stephanie accused.
"Yeah well so Mike's dad is the owner of this island" Cynthia defended herself. Then she had took a deep sigh. "No not really. My parents know everything. I just know that there is an old bunker underneath us. In case anything happen in the factories. But I do remember something that my parents said once. That there is a underground pathway underneath the police station" Cynthia added.
"Where does it lead to?" Tricia ask.
"To the factories" Cynthia answer, looking at the ground.
"GREAT! So we are all going to die!" Jamaal cry out.
"Um guys...I hate to be worst then Jamaal the negative one. But I don't see the zombies out there" Mike said.
Everyone ran to the window expect Billy who still was standing on the desk. And Jamaal who was hiding underneath the desk still rocking himself back and forth.
"Cynthia!! Where is the bunker?!" Billy ask.
Slowly they made it out of the room, walking out into the hallway. All they knew was they were alone. That all those teachers that came in had left in fear. Not one of those teachers came to help them. They were left alone. They got to the lobby and saw how deserted the parking lot was. The five cars, they were all gone. They continue walking down the hallway knowing that they there might be no chance for them wlaking out of those front doors. But Erica had stayed beind the group. She seem to be in a trance at the front doors.
"Erica come on. We have to get to the bunker" Nick told her.
But slowly Erica started to walk to the lobby doors. Nick stood there, waiting for Erica to turn around at any moment. Then something bang on the glass of the door. Erica saw that it was a human. Or what was left of it. It had deep gashes and dead rotting skin all over him. She could tell by what he was wearing that it was their prinicpal Mr. Murphy. He then bang on the glass intill he broke the glass. Limping through the broken glass Erica scream at the monster. Nick ran up to her and drag her away from the doors. Stephanie ran back to them, hearing the screams.
"Come on guys. Cynthia has found us the bunker" Stephanie shouted.
Nick and Erica both started to run. Stephanie had watch them run by her. Then she look back down the hallway where Nick and Erica ran from, seeing zombies slowly limping down the hallway.
"Oh shit!" Stephanie said to herself. She then got out of the hallway by running away from the zombies. She went to the bunker where everyone else was. "They are inside" Stephanie explain.
"Yeah! Erica and Nick told us already" Krystal said.
"So how are we supposed to get out of this genius?" Billy ask, looking at Cynthia.
Then everyone else had turn to Cynthia. She look back at everyone else, then look at the ground.
"I have no idea" Cynthia claim.
"I told you that we are going to die! We should have just let the zombies kill us. Or many give them Cynthia!" Jamaal complain.
"Oh would you just shut the hell up Jamaal! Everyone is sick and tired of your complaining" Tricia shouted.
She then lean up against a bookshelf. And it had started to move. Relieving to them a hole in the ground that the bookshelf was coveing. Then Mike look down the hold.
"Looks like we are going to have to climb down the hole" Mike instructed.
"No duh!" Sarah rolled her eyes.
So they all climb down the ladder. Seeing a whole bunch of tunnels. There were some trunks down there. So then Deidre open one of the trunks. To her surprise they were filled with weapons.
"Why are there weapons underneath the school?" Christine ask.
"Maybe they have them in case of an emergency" Billy answer.
"Or maybe to kill people before they can say anything" Jamaal suggested.
"What do you mean?" Erica ask in confusement.
"Think about it! If something happen on this island like what is happening now. They would use the weapons. We're all dead!!" Jamaal explain.
"Please Jamaal don't try to scare us anymore. We are all tired of it" Nick said.
They all look back to the trunk that Deidre open. Sarah had walk up to the trunk. She had pull out a flamethrower.
"Oh man! Look at this baby. I'm gonna love this flamethrower. Sweet!" Sarah smile.
Stephanie and Cynthia had both walk up to the trunk next. They both pull out assult rifles out of the trunk.
"Alright!" they both cheer.
It was Deidre and Krystal's turn next. They had both walk to the trunk and pull out shotguns. Then they both look at each other.
"Are you guys sure that you can handle those?" Billy ask.
"Yeah! We can handle these. These are toys" Deidre smile.
"Yeah! I mean we aren't little sissy girls. What are you afraid to give two shotguns to two black kids? Do you hear this Dee, it's a racial thing now" Krystal smile.
Everyone had sigh and little. And there was small laughter from Krystal said. But Nick and Erica had both walk up to the trunk. And they both pull out two automatic 9MM. So then it was Christine and Tricia's turn. They walk up to the trunk. And to their surprise they pull out a rocket launcher. Soon it was Jamaal's turn. To everyone's surprise he pull out a grenad laucher. He had a smile on his face, like Christmas came early for him. Also like the laucher was his long lost best friend.
"The paraniod kid has got a really good gun" Mike said.
"And I can shoot it off pretty good also" Jamaal pointed it at him.
Last Mike and Billy pull out KF-57. They had shrug their shoulders at what they got.
"Alright! Let's get going" Christine said.
"Yeah...but which way?" Nick ask.
"We are going to have to split up" Billy said.
"Alright me, Sarah, Christine, Jamaal, Tricia and Cynthia" Stephanie said.
"Where are we going to meet up?" Tricia ask.
"The library. We could all meet there" Cynthia suggest.
"That's a good idea. So I guess we'll have to see you guys when we reach the library" Deidre sigh.
"Don't worry. We will all survive together. I really don't feel like leavng anyone behind" Sarah said.
They all walk off in there groups. One group which was Stephanie's group went to the left. And the other group which was Mike's group went to the right.
Meanwhile on the surface two black hawks landed on the field. It was still raining and it seem to be a bit harder then before. About fifteen men jump out of both black hawks. Soon after they jump out the black hawks lifted off. Leaving the fifteen men behind.
"Men listen to me! This is a recuse mission. We might see some horrible stuff out there. Try and find some civilans!" their commanding officer shoued.
"Yes Lgt!" they all shouted back.
And they had split into their squads and ran throughout the fields.