Chapter 2
~~The Next Day~~
"Okay, I want you to follow this map. Be back before dark for the grade" The coach said as he handed Metis a blue-green map.
"Yes, sir" Metis said before heading for a dirt trail.
"Hmm... Looks like it's gonna rain. He better hurry. At least he won't overheat." (I hate coaches. I've never had a nice one :/ are there even nice coaches?)
~~Time/perspective switch~~
Metis reached a split in the path, and took out the map. "Which way? Ummm... right?" He said as he walked towards the sign that said 'Sailor's peek'
Metis walked up the trail for several hours, until his stomach started rumbling. He sat down and started eating an apple (all he could afford). Once he was done, he stood up, and started walking again. At about 12:30, he reached the top. He took out the assignment and wrote down what trees and landmarks were there(as proof he went). He was so distracted that he didn't notice the figure creeping up behind him. That is, until they took out a gun. By then, he was too late. Rather than shooting, they hit him in the back of the head, causing him to loose consciousness. The figure caught him, and took out a syringe. They stuck it in his arm, and injected him with the glowing green liquid.
~~Perspective Switch~~
Josh slowly awoke that saturday afternoon. He took out his phone, and texted Metis.
'U done with the run, yet? It's been kinda quiet without you texting me every few minutes'
Josh put his phone in his pocket, and went to get breakfast.
~~Narrative~~
The person picked Metis up, and carried him towards a ledge a ways off of the trail. He dropped Metis, and let him tumble to the bottom, before sliding down himself. He continued to carry Metis until he found a small cave-like ditch. That's when the phone buzzed. The man took the phone, and threw it at a boulder. Then he lay Metis down, and ran off.
~~Perspective Switch~~
Josh looked out the window, "It's raining... I wonder if he's home yet..."
Charles walked up, "Who? Metis?"
Josh looked up at charles, "Yeah..."
"Still no text? You two in a fight, or something?"
"No, Charles..." Josh sighed, "I haven't seen him since yesterday. You think I should've went with him?"
"Nah, Metis lost fair and square. Besides, it's not a long hike, and it's nice out, if you don't count the rain."
Metis didn't come home that night, or the next. He woke up a day after, once everyone had assumed he went on some sort of 'vacation'. He woke up on a hot, sunny day, covered in dried mud. Not only was his phone gone, but his map, assignment, and even his wallet. He also had a major headache, likely from a concussion. He couldn't remember what happened, just that he was lost, alone, and bleeding.
Josh picked up his phone for the millionth time since Metis vanished.
'You bonehead, where are you? Everyone's worried... Please come back'
