Sorry this took so long to get up. But with summer comes band camp, with band camp comes hell...literally. 13 hours of marching in 110 degree weather...Not. Fun. At. All. School starts in about a week...school shopping is HIGHLY overrated...

Anyway, Enjoy.

(Random concentration tip: If you have trouble concentrating in the silence, listen to the song Bad Apple and loop it over and over again. It helps me...but then again, I'm weird like that)

The one thing I did not do, was think this through. But then again, thinking all together was not one of my strong suits. I didn't consider being tired by the time I was three cities away. Sure I was in cross-country, but back then I was training for the 10k...not a marathon! Plus, I'm currently in Oregon...Lincoln city Oregon, Which for those of you who don't live in Oregon, is along the coastline. So distance wise, it's about 1200 mi...who am I kidding, there's no way I could walk/run all that. Maybe I shouldn't of blown up my kitchen...oh well.

I can't complain yet, I'm barely to Rose Lodge, 13 mi out. I'm not the best at mental math, but 1200-13=1187 I can't give up this easily. At least make it out of the state, and into Idaho, but by then half of my journey would be completed.

I spotted a park and decided to take a quick breather, you would too if you had just ran 13 mi nonstop. But I had to be careful to stay out of sight

The park had just put up new benches thanks to the local boy scouts program. I sat down on the closest stone bench and stared at the tree in front of me. It gave off some great shade. But the more I stared at it, the more the shadows seemed to be...moving.

I'm out of my mind and exhausted from running.

A nice breeze has picked up and is rustling the trees. But I'm not crazy, the breeze had died down and the shadow is still moving...I really am out of my mind.

Walk, for the next three towns, and if I still see non-wind blown moving shadows...then...I have no idea. Confirm my claim of my lack of sane-ness? No, that has already been proven a while ago.

...

I found an old run down shack for the night that was a way off the main road...perfect...a little too perfect. I had quickly learned not to run the whole way, or I would be dead.

So I had had a long 15 hour day of walking from Rose lodge to Monmouth. Not my definition of fun. My definition of fun (why thank you for asking) is sitting in bed watching anime or shooting arrows at random targets.

It was getting dark and the night was closing in, and that when you know when nature is calling you to make a bonfire. Too bad I forgot the marshmallows.

After collecting some fire wood, dead branches, and broken two-by-four support beams, I had a descent stack of wood that lit easily with a match. Soon I had a nice cozy fire blazing.

Dinner was far from marshmallows, or s'mores of any attire, but a can of lukewarm corn and a banananan.

I laid my pack down and pulled out a torn blanket from a rubbish heap. It was fairly intact and really warm.

Yup, total 5 star resort here.

I wanted to keep the fire going, for warmth and protection, but I feared the results of the aftermath.

So after I quickly put out the fire, I fell asleep from pure exhaustion, which never happens.

...

I was thinking about walking into town for a lunch break, when it hit me, why should I go to them, when they could come to me? I did have my never used cellphone in my bag, so it was off and at full charge. And the sooner the better, at least I could give her a heads up that I was on my way. I dug my long forgotten, dusty cell out, and dialed a well-memorized number.

I heard the dial tone twice then a familiar voice pick up the other end of the line.

'Hello?'

'Hey Alexi, long time no see'

'Onyx?! your still alive?!'

'Sorry to disappoint y-' My remark was cut short by a fit of yelling so loud that I had to hold the electronic device an arms length away to keep from going deaf.

'What the Hell Onyx?! One day were promising to exchange letters and E-mail's every other day, but come five years later...NOTHING! I thought you had died or moved to Antarctica or something! I get that the penguins need civilization too, but at least let me know so I can come with you! There was an awkward pause then Alexi finished off her string of insults with Baca!

'Alright already, I get it. I'm sorry.' I yelled into the phone 'I sent you a few letters that never received reply's and lately I've been...preoccupied with...stuff.' By stuff I meant the death of my 'guardians', the dissaperience of my sister, a strange thing attacking and nearly eating me at school, all my friends forgetting about my existence, a strange Pony riding boy looking for doughnuts and me blowing my house up...but I decided to abbreviate all that as 'stuff'. 'Look I know this is a huge favor to dump on your shoulders, but can you come get me and take me to your place? Please! I swear I'll explain everything on the ride there.'

Silence. I started to think she had hung up.

Where are you?

'Now? At a Starbucks In between Monmouth and Independence.'

Walk to Independence It's gonna take me at least 17 hours of driving to get there. You do your part too. Walk as far as you can and call me in 5-8 hours stating your location. Find someplace with a motel or something, so we can sleep then head back the next day. If anything, try to make it to at least Mill City. Thats' still an 18 hour drive for me.

'Thanks Alexi, I swear, I will fill you in...eventually'

You'd better

'What are you doing standing around talking to me for? hurry up, get your ass out the door an come and get me!'

Ppfffffffffffft, whateve-' on the other side of the line there was a big crash that sounded like glass breaking and...roaring? Before I could question what was going on, the line went dead.

'Alexi' I muttered 'You'd better be alive.'