"Oh that looks real creepy," I whispered, looking at the skeletons.

There were five or six skeletons hung up in trees. These people were long dead and long decayed. And they sent a clear message.

"I don't speak Grounder," Finn said, eyes wide. "But I'm pretty sure this means keep out."

"Let's get out of here," someone said. "It's crazy."

"I'm outta here," someone else said.

"Yeah, me, too."

"I'm out."

It was really creepy. I understand people not wanting to go.

"Go back if you want," Bellamy said, looking at the skeletons. "My sister, my responsibility."

I rolled my eyes and sighed.

"I'd walk into hell to find her," Jasper said, following.

Finn and I caught up.

"I think we just did," we both said at the same time. I smiled a little.

I quickly caught up to Bellamy and we walked in silence. The four of us walked on with four others following. So the eight of us walked through the creepy woods.

We were on the lookout for anything really. I honestly didn't know what to expect.

But I did expect something to happen. But dawn came and went and we were fine. We were just walking through the woods.

Finn and I both lost the trail long ago. But Bellamy wasn't going to stop.

"I got nothing," Finn said looking at me and Bellamy. I shook my head so he knew I didn't have anything either. "We lost the trail."

"Keep looking," Bellamy said, walking forward.

"Wandering around aimlessly isn't the way to find Octavia," I said. "We should backtrack-"

"I'm not going back," Bellamy snapped, looking at me.

I was about to respond when Roma spoke up. "Hey, where's John?"

"I just saw him a second ago," Jasper said.

"Spread out," Bellamy instructed. "He couldn't have gotten that far."

I was just about to backtrack a little when John dropped from the trees. I gasped when I saw his throat was slit. He was dead.

"They use the trees," I said, looking up.

I grabbed my knife and looked up. But I couldn't see anything.

"We shouldn't have crossed the boundary," Diggs said. I one hundred percent agreed.

"Now can we go back?" Roma asked.

"There," Jasper said, pointing one out.

He was just standing there. Maybe twenty yards away.

"Another one," Diggs said.

I turned. That one was getting in position but then didn't move after that.

"We should run," Finn said.

"Wait," I called. But they took off. I followed.

We needed to stick together. We needed to stand and fight. These guys are skilled killers. There was a reason they didn't attack us all at once. We needed to figure out why.

But everyone was running. I clutched my knife and ran.

"What are we gonna do? They keep heading us off," Diggs pointed out.

"Just keep running," Finn said, jumping over a log.

"I can't run much longer!" Jasper yelled.

I pulled to a stop, turning to look at him.

Diggs ran past me. "I'm not stopping for him!"

"I'm sick of running anyway," Bellamy said, stopping next to me.

"Hey, what are you doing?" Finn asked, grabbing his arm.

"They know where she is," he said, looking out at the Grounders.

"Diggs, where are you?" Roma called, running still.

"Roma!" Diggs yelled.

"Crap," I hissed.

We all took off after Roma.

"Wait, Roma," I yelled, slowing to a stop.

Diggs was dead. A booby trap. It speared him and Roma saw. She ran.

"Could be more," Finn called. "Stop."

"They were leading us here," Jasper said. "It's the only direction we could run in."

They wanted us to be killed by the booby traps. They didn't want to kill us themselves.

I clutched my knife and turned in a circle. I was ready to kill them so that we could find Octavia and get back to camp. I am sick of these booby traps.

"Hey," Finn said, looking around. "Where'd they go?"

"After Roma," I said, eyes wide. I took off after her. I tried to watch out for booby traps as I ran.

It took us a while to find her. We slowed down and looked for a trail. I paused when I saw a person leaning against a tree. We could only see their shoulder since they were leaning against the far side but I guessed it was Roma.

"There she is," Monroe said softly. "Roma," she whisper-yelled.

When Bellamy caught up, he walked right past us. I followed but still watched out for booby traps and Grounders.

When we got to the other side of the tree, we all stopped. Roma was dead. A spear was in her chest, pressing her against the tree.

"They're playing with us," Finn whispered.

Bellamy closed her eyes. "She only came because of me," he whispered.

"They can kill us whenever they want," Finn said, looking around.

"Then they should," Jasper started before yelling, "get it over with!" Finn tried to stop him. "Come on! We know you're out there! You want to kill us-"

"They're coming," Monroe yelled.

I pulled my arm back and let a knife fly, hitting a tree, right where one of them had been. I threw another one but that one just easily stuck in his shield.

"Sorry Roma," I said, grabbing the spear in her chest and pulling it out. I had to put my foot against the tree to get leverage but I got it out.

I flipped is so that I could get ready to throw it.

"Do you know how to use that?" Bellamy asked, glancing at me.

I smirked as one of the Grounders was just within reach of my throwing distance. I pulled my arm back and threw the spear.

I let go and watched it sail through the air. It hit the Grounder in the shield and the chest, knocking him back. I then pulled a knife from my boot, ready for another fight.

They weren't going to take me again.

I was about to throw a knife when I paused.

A horn was sounding. They stopped and ran away.

What?

"They're leaving," Bellamy said, looking confused. I was too.

"That horn," Jasper said. "What does it mean?"

"Acid fog," Finn said.

"We have to run," Monroe said.

"There's no time," Finn responded, shaking his head.

He laid out a tarp on the ground. He opened it up and motioned us in.

We all crawled in quickly and folded it back up.

Bellamy was on the end, then me, then Finn, then Jasper, and finally Monroe. We were all very close. I was practically under Bellamy, not fun.

For a minute or two, we laid there in silence.

How long until we know if it works?

I shifted a little.

"Stop moving," Bellamy hissed at me.

"Sorry," I snapped. "You are practically on top of me."

I shifted closer to Finn.

"Stop," Bellamy said, looking down at me. I could just barely see his face. He did not look happy.

For another minute, we were silent.

"How long are we supposed to wait?" Jasper asked.

"Will this even work?" Monroe pointed out.

I honestly had no idea. It's acid fog. I feel like a tarp is not really going to help.

"We'll find out," Finn sighed.

"No, we won't," Bellamy said, lifting it up before I could even say anything. "There's no fog."

"Maybe it was a false alarm," Finn said, standing up.

"They're coming back," Bellamy said.

I furrowed my eyebrows as I watched the lone Grounder. He didn't see us.

"I think he's alone," Jasper said.

"Now can we run?" Monroe asked. Run, no. But we could walk calmly back to camp. They'll be gone for a while and we have to watch out for booby traps. We've been lucky so far.

"He doesn't see us," I pointed out.

"I'm going after him," Bellamy said.

"And what?" I asked, looking up at him. "Kill him?"

"No," Bellamy said, shaking his head. "Catch him. Make him tell me where Octavia is, then kill him."

He started following.

"How do we know he's not leading us to another trap?" Jasper asked.

I sighed and followed.

"We don't," Finn said. He gathered up the tarp and followed us.

We followed at a distance. The Grounder never even looked back. It didn't take long to get to a cave.

"Wait," Finn said. "How are we gonna catch him?"

"I've got this," I said, twirling my knife.

"No," Bellamy said.

"You are no fun," I pouted. "I can totally take him."

"Stay behind me," he said. He stepped into the cave first.

There was a little tunnel to the living part of the cave. That was where we found Octavia chained to a wall with an unconscious Grounder.

"Bellamy?" She sounded so little.

"Octavia." He ran over to her, quickly kneeling next to her.

I looked around the cave. A pile of clothes in the corner caught my eye.

"My clothes," I whispered to myself, bending down. My jacket, my boots, my jeans. They were sitting in a pile in the corner of the cave.

I looked around confused. Bellamy and Octavia were having their moment. Monroe was watching the door. Jasper was looking around. Finn was looking at the Grounder. He knelt in front of him.

I walked over and knelt next to Finn.

"Finn. Cory. Move," Bellamy said. He wanted to kill this Grounder.

He showed me the horn.

"Foghorn," he said, looking up at me.

I didn't even have time to process that fact. The Grounder was suddenly leaping into action. He pulled a knife and slashed it, catching my cheek and stabbing Finn in the chest. He then pushed me to the side and tripped Bellamy.

The two were fighting over the spear and the Grounder was winning. I jumped up and grabbed a rock lying on the ground. I hit the Grounder over the head just in time and watched as he fell.

"Thanks," Bellamy breathed out.

"Whatever," I sighed.

The cut on my face was burning. It hurt a lot more than a regular cut. He must have cut deeper than I thought.

"Here," Bellamy said, fishing a cloth from his pocket. He handed it to me.

I took it and pressed it to my face.

"We need to get Finn back to Clarke," I said. "Let's go."

I grabbed my clothes quickly and headed to the entrance.

The others took a little longer. They chained up the Grounder.

But then we were heading back to camp. The fast walk back was uneventful. Jasper helped Octavia. Bellamy carried Finn. I led us back and watched out for more booby traps or Grounders. The way back wasn't nearly as long as the way there. The cave wasn't actually that far away, less than an hour.