Chapter 18
It was now 5:00, and Luke had been waiting for 30 minutes. Miranda made him that promise that they would be there at 4:30. And it was half an hour past. It wasn't like her to do that. He knew that something had gone wrong.
He looked around, and there was no evidence of people around. They must have gone to dinner. Soon they would be wondering where 'Luke & his gang' were. He had to find Miranda, Lizzie, and Gordo…and he had to find them fast.
He quickly hid his belongings under some brush, and walked very fast-paced towards the cabin area.
He had to keep quiet, for if any camper heard him. It would just be his luck that they would turn him in.
First he walked to the obvious cabin, their cabin. But of course there was no sign of them there.
So he walked on, and checked every cabin. He finally reached the cabin that mattered, Ethan's cabin. He had ruled out his cabin the entire 10 minutes he had been searching because it was just a single room. And Ethan stayed there, what harm could he do? Right?
But Luke became desperate; dinner was over in less then 35 minutes. He had to find them now. So he figured he would try Ethan's cabin.
When he reached the cabin door, he at first was just going to knock. But then he heard Gordo's voice.
"Look, Ethan you have gone way too far. Please, just let us take Miranda to get some help. No one has to know about this. Please, just let us go."
"Get real Gordon, I'm not that stupid."
Luke was confused…what were they talking about? What did Gordo mean by 'get Miranda help.' Was she okay?
As he was about to open the door, he glanced down at his feet and saw blood gaping out of the crack from under the doorway. Someone had been hurt, and he had a good feeling it was Miranda.
Luke was scared. The most scared that he had ever been in his entire life. Also, he was clueless. Clueless as to what he should do next. How was he going to help them?
Quickly he decided to run back to the brush where his belongings lay. He opened his bag and pulled out a gun. He wasn't sure what he was going to face when he entered that cabin. He had to be ready for whatever might happen. He put the pistol in his jacket, as to hide it so no one could see it. Then he began back to the cabin.
When he reached the door he had never been more nervous in his entire life. But he knew that he had to get to the bottom of the situation.
He reached for the doorknob, and slowly turned it.
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A/N: Again, sorry, for the delay. But I did two chapters today. :D hahh. Please I want some reviews for these. I took time away from studying to write them. So please and thanks.