Prologue
I sat up slowly, trying to anyway. Everywhere was in pain. What on earth happened? I can't even remember… I prop myself up on my left arm and look around, it looks like a bomb went off in this place. I struggle to get up, and I'm wobbly once I do. I look around more.
"Hello?! Is anybody here?!" I get no reply back. Please tell me I'm not all alone… "Kevin?! Grandpa?!" I shout. Still no reply. I see the Rust Bucket turned on its side. I run over to it and look inside the windshield. It's a mess inside, but I don't see anybody.
I turn back around and I see a hand sticking out from the rubble, it blended with the other rocks, so I didn't see it. I run over and pull all the rock off the best I can. Underneath, I find Kevin. He's unconscious, but he seems to be alright. I don't see any wounds. I kneel down beside him and shake his shoulder.
"Kevin, please wake up." I hear him moan and groan as he wakes up. His eyes open and he spots me instantly. "H-Hey, you're ok…" He says to me. I nod and offer my hand to help him up. He grabs hold and I struggle to pull him up. It's all a struggle at the moment, my whole body aches.
"Kevin, can you tell me what happened?" His eyes widened.
"I can't remember…" He looked down.
"You can't either, huh? Darn… Can you please help me find the others?"
"I'll try my best." He looked around and pointed. "Over there!" He and I both go over and pull rocks up and find Grandpa.
"Grandpa!" I knelt down next to him and shook his shoulders. He started to open his eyes. "Thank goodness you're awake. How do you feel?"
"I can't seem to get up… Everywhere hurts at the moment…"
"Kevin, you help him up, I'm going to look for- Kevin?" I look around.
"Gwen!" I spun around and run over to where Kevin was, he was lifting up the Rust Bucket. I soon saw what made him shout. Underneath the Rust Bucket was my twin cousin, a wound deep in the stomach and bleeding terribly…