We walk. And Walk. And Walk. And OH MY GODS!
Sam and I kept walking, it was day 4 of the mission, the bus blew ¾ the way to Dallas, but now we were 9/10 done. Sam took out his canteen, it was empty. "How many miles is left Ian?"
"About 10-15 if we are lucky" I replied. We kept walking. I held out my canteen it had about one cup left. "Here have it"
"Thanks a ton!" Sam took it and drank it. Grumble Grumble Grumble. I looked at Sam. Was that your stomach?"
"No, I don't think so, what was it?"
"I heard a grumble"
"Nope, you probably heard wrong"
"Oh" Yeah I probably heard wrong. We kept walking and walking. (I know we are being boring, but it was REALLY boring)
-2 Hours Later-
We passed a sign saying Dallas, Texas 2 mile. Wow this is weird, no missions are this easy.
"WOO! TWO MILES LEFT!" Sam cheered. GRUMBLE GRUMBLE GRUMBLE!
"Please tell me you heard that Sam" Something was slowly emerging from the sand behind him. I was pointing at it.
"Yeah this time I di-" He slowly turned around, "OH MY GODS!" He got out his spear. The 'Thing' was a Giant Scorpion. The Scorpion slashed at Sam. I tried to help Sam, but I felt the earth shaking and shaking and shaking.
"Curse Poseidon for earthquakes" Suddenly LITERALLY suddenly, The place went boom and about 20 OTHER scorpions came up. 10 was helping the 1 trying to stab Sam.
"IAN! A LITTLE HELP HERE!" He pleaded. I tried to run, but a scorpion suddenly stung me with it's venomous tail. I felt poisonous tasting spit foams emerging from my mouth. I at least tried to think, What happened during the vision? A Quicksand, but how- Oh yeah, 21 Hummer Sized Scorpions SUDDENLY left their underground nest, the holes wont have anything to support it so- The Quicksand started. Sam was stung too. I looked behind me. The quicksand was about the size of 16 buses, 8x8. I fell in and so did Sam.
-1 Hours Later-
Soon the poison wore off and as soon as it did Sam was screaming. "WE ARE ALL GONNA DIE!" He was struggling against the quicksand.
"SAM DON'T STRUGGLE IT WILL ONLY MAKE THE PROCCESS OF FALLING IN MUCH FASTER, IF YOU LAY ON YOUR BACK YOU WILL SURVIVE."
"WE ARE ALL GONNA DIE!" He kept struggling. I never seen Sam in such panic. Soon my physics came to work, Sam started to fall in.
"SAM! LAY ON YOUR BACK! BEFORE IT'S TOO LA-" Sam was gone, done for, buried in the sand. The Oracle was wrong, 2 wasn't going to get to the west. Only one.
