Part 11

Minutes passed, and Clay couldn't find a way out of the dark hole that they were in. He slowly placed Jordan on the floor and found another lantern, which revealed an open passageway. He slowly picked up Jordan by the arm, placed it around his neck and proceeded to trudge up the steep stairs with her. As he opened the door, it revealed the hallway of the bedrooms in his house.

"We were in a basement?" Clay wondered.

Suddenly, another figure grabbed Clay by the back of his throat, causing the both of them to fall to the ground as they fought. Clay struggled to break free from his grasp, but felt like he would pass out. Before he could pass out completely, someone plunged a stake into the figure's back. He watched as the figure froze in his tracks and fell on top of Clay slowly. He pushed the figure off of him and spotted Jordan holding another stake in a daze.

Clay suddenly ran over to her before she could collapse onto the floor again.

"C'mon. We have to get you out of here," he said, picking her up from the ground.
"How?" Jordan mumbled.

Hours later, he placed Jordan on the couch in the living room and found a container of oil that was used for cooking. He even grabbed a water bottle for Jordan, considering that she could possibly be dehydrated. He poured the oil all over the house and searched for some matches.

When he found a pair, he turned around and spotted Joey once again, leaning over the couch, trying to bite Jordan's neck. He quickly ran into the living room and tackled Joey to the ground, searching for something to knock him out with. He found an empty vase and bashed him over the head, causing it to break into pieces--yet it was enough to knock Joey out.

He quickly searched for the pair of matches and found them in the pocket of his jeans. He then took out a match, formed a flame, and threw it on the oil's starting point. The flames formed quickly, so Clay picked up Jordan once again, opened the door and escaped the burning home.

As the house slowly burned to the ground, he saw that Jordan was waking up once again, so he handed her the open water bottle and told her to drink it. She slowly took a few long sips and looked back at the house.

"Is it over?" She asked.

Clay looked back at the house, nodded and replied, "Yeah. It's all over."
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(Weeks later)

Clay walked out of the small shop and placed two water bottles in the car while Jordan slept. He opened the driver's side of the door door and stepped inside the car, slowly closing it behind him.

"I'm still awake, you know," Jordan said, opening her eyes and glancing at him.
"Sorry. I tried," Clay said, handing her a water bottle. She took it from his hand and watched as he started up the car.

"This traveling from place to place idea is great," Jordan said, "You never know what you're gonna find."
"That's true. But you always have to be careful because you..."
"Never know what could happen. I know that."
"Glad you do."

He pressed down on the gas pedal, causing the car to drive onto the open road while the sun started to set from behind them.

(To be continued...)