It turned evening, If you stoped and just looked you could see the sun passing the moon. But Draven Couldent stop, He just kept running through the woods he was shocked horrorfyied, When he finally ran out of breath Draven just droped onto his back, He could not cry anymore He cried to many tears to have any left, Insted He just kept thinking. Just thinking of survival or how he was gonna get out of this or if things were gonna get better, But deep down in his gut he felt. He knew it was never gonna get better.
When he finally snapped out of his Deep Thoughts he knew he should keep going till he found a base or shelter of some sorts and get as far away as possibal from One stone. So he continued to walk and walk till he reached the rode. He couldent smell or see anything he was in a daze he felt as if he was almost like one of those things. When he hopped over the tiny Ditch that seperated the rode it was now fully dark, As he walked the nameless rode he could still hear the sounds of moans and screems he knew this was gonna haunt him for however long he lives. he walked about a mile when finally saw a little shack it was about as big as a outhouse. he figured that at least it was something. When He approched the door to the shack he held the jagged rock in his hand the only thing he had. He carefully opened the door slowly, he peacked his head in side and it was safe. He steped into the rusty little shack, when he sat down it was too small for him to even strech his legs so he sat in a way he hugged his legs.
"Come on you will get through this, you can and you will!." Draven said this too himself repeatedly. As he drifted asleep with his mind thinking of a diffrent time, When it was not hell on earth well at least not this kind of hell, his mind thought of times when he and his family was hungry, The times they didnt have the money to get by, Or when he could not go wih his mom when she "Had to do things" she never told him what she did but he knew. He knew from the town from the school from the kids on what she was. But they did not have the choice they had to do what they had to do. He never thought it could get any worse. Well he was prove wrong.
He woke up early mornign or what at least felt like early morning, His eyes were forced shut by the sand in them he never knew what the actual term was for whatever was the dry up guzz in his eyes when he woke up his mom only ever called it sandman dust. After he forced up his eyes with his fingers he streched and as his back cracked he felt the pain of being hungry he went along time without feeling hunger, But It just back old memories and those memories where more painful then hunger.
As he opened the little shacks door to the outside world his eyes adjusted to the sun , it was almost like saying hello to a old friend. Draven started to walk he knew that the train tracks were close so he staretd walking the the nameless rode to the trains , He rememberd how he use to love to take long walks like this not becouse he had too, But he wanted too, Now though things were diffrent it was not a game or a hobbie now it was survival. As he thought this he felt a burn in his heart as if he was saying goodbye to his childhood more and more each day.
When he was only about 4 minuets from the trains tracks, He heard a Bird chripping, It sounded like music to Draven he just stoped all for it to chrip for a minuet or two and then fly away. When he got to the train tracks he rememberd how bad he always just wanted to jump on the train and see where it goes and take him far far away from Alanta, But he knew that there was not going to be any trains today. Just then Draven thought that he saw three people so he decided maybe he should go toawrds them it was ethier people resting or a bunch of rocks ethier way it couldent hurt, Or at least he thought. When he got to about 80 away from the people or rocks he could makeout heads and bodies he knew they where people he started to run towrds them but when he got to about 30 feet from them, One of the people, The man he looked beat up held his gun at Draven
" DONT MOVE!" the Beat up man said yelling . Draven for some reason just could not handle anymore of this he just felt the tears start to swell yet again in his eyes.
"No not know not again dam" he thought in his head as the older man along with a black woman and a another kid started walking slowly to Draven all with there weapons pointed at him. when they stoped walking around five feet, they just stared and all draven could mutter out was
" Please im alone my base was attacked i have nothing."