Happy Halloween :3
The fire is already started when Rick and I go back to the plane. We sit next to each other in front of the fire as everyone gathers around, passing one of the last bags of dried fruit we have. I figure that this is a good opportunity to talk to everyone.
"So…" I say and clear my throat. Everyone looks at me, nibbling on their food.
"Rick and I have come to a realization." I say, and then look at him. He nods and I continue, "Ally didn't get taken by the wolves. And she didn't just run away or something. Thomas took her." I say.
Everyone stops what they're doing and just stare at me, completely dumbfounded by my words. Frank is the first person to speak up, and I can't really say that I'm surprised, "What makes you think that? Thomas was taken by the wolves." He says.
"The wolves never really harmed us before, unless we scare them of course. So it made no sense for Thomas to be all the sudden taken. Plus after he left is when things like our food went missing, and then what are the odds that Ally's suddenly gone just like that too? He had a thing for Ally, and he was mad because she didn't like him back. I witnessed him attempt to take advantage of her." I say, looking at the twins, trying not to say anything to make them ask questions.
"I think you're just getting your own hopes up." Frank says.
Before I can rip his head off, Rick takes over, "It's true. I agree with it one hundred percent, it was defiantly Thomas. It all adds up, now all we have to do is find them. There is a cabin somewhere; Austin remembers seeing it, now we just have to find it." He says.
"Oh okay, because it makes a lot of sense to go into the woods to look for a cabin that's who knows where." Tiffany says.
"It makes sense to me, I'm in." Wanda says.
Tiffany gives Wanda an evil stare, but she doesn't pay any attention to it. Frank sits in silence, thinking over everything I assume. I figure I'll give him the night to think it through. I stand up, and go into the plane. I have no reason to sit there anymore, knowing that only Rick and Wanda want to help. Daniel didn't even say a word, so I assume that means he isn't in.
I lie down on my back, the pain in my leg suddenly getting to me. I know that it must be infected, but I don't dare to take off my bandages. The blood is starting to dry while new blood tries to poke its way out. I don't think I should bother changing the bandages tonight, because it will just happen again.
I can't find a way to fall asleep. It seems like any way that I lay, I'm uncomfortable. And every time I find myself the slightest bit comfortable and drift to sleep, I start having a nightmare about Ally, and what Thomas could be doing to her right now…
Ally's POV:
"Thomas…" I whisper.
I know that if I could see in this darkness right now, he'd have the biggest grin ever on his face, "Did you miss me, baby girl?" He asks.
"I thought you were dead." I say, clenching my fists.
"You thought wrong." He says, his tone makes him sound like a psycho path.
He walks over to a window and opens the shade, letting the bright sunlight shine in. I have to put up my arm to block my eyes. It must be afternoon, how long have I been knocked out? I touch my head and feel a slight bump. It hurts a lot, and I assume that I must have a concussion, or something more serious.
He walks over to a small table in the corner of the room, and sits down. That's when I realize what's on the table; all the food that went missing from the plane. No animal got to it, it was Thomas all along. How could all of us have been so stupid? It makes sense now.
I watch him open up a package of jerky and start to eat. He just sits there; minding his own business like I'm not even in the room; acts like he didn't just kidnap someone, or steal food from people who need it. He truly has lost it. In a way I feel bad, because it's probably not his fault. Things like this can cause people to completely lose it, right?
I stay seated on the small mattress, too afraid to make a move. I have to think this through. I have to think of what I can do, and what I can say to get out of this. But I have a bad feeling that I'll need to do more than that. I can remember that day at the river with Thomas. If Austin hadn't showed up, would I have been able to talk my way out of it? I don't think so.
I start to think of what's going on back at the plane. Did they realize I'm gone? They must have by now. Do they think I'm dead? I bet they do. Thomas probably made it seem like his death, and now they won't bother looking for me. But I refuse to think that Austin would give up on me like that. He knows that I would never give up on him. He has to be out there, looking for me…
Austin's POV:
I get out of bed as soon as the sun rises, grabbing my half empty backpack while waking up Rick. When we go outside, we pack a few snacks and extra supplies, when Wanda walks out, dressed and ready. I'm glad she decided to come; we can use all the extra help.
Frank hasn't come out of the plane yet, and I don't know If I'm surprised or not. By everything he said yesterday, I could tell he didn't want to join in on our rescue plan, and frankly I didn't want him around after the things he said, because I may just beat the living hell out of him, but I think we could have used him.
"Ready?" Rick asks me while shoving a small first aid kit into his bag. It reminds me of my leg, so I sit down on a log, "In a second." I say as I roll up my pant leg, exposing my blood drenched bandage. Wanda squirms and turns away, and Rick sighs and walks over to our bin of stuff.
He comes back with another bandage, and I wrap it around my dirty one quickly and then stand up, "Ready now." I tell them.
Rick nods and starts walking, along with Wanda not far behind. Right when were just far enough to barely see the plane, Daniel jogs over to us. We stop and look at him while he bends over to catch his breath, "Joining us?" Rick asks.
All Daniel does is nod, and then we start walking again. Rick goes into a long speech about where we are going, and where he thinks the cabin should be located. I don't know how he figures what he does, I mean he's never seen it; I have, so how would he know?
"Shouldn't I be making this mental map? I am the one that saw the cabin." I blurt out.
"Well you said you forgot, but go for it." Rick says in an impatient tone. I try to ignore it.
"Well I know the spot I was at before Ally and I went separate ways; that should help." I tell him.
"Okay, well guide us then." Wanda says; which I must say surprises me a little.
None of us say a word after that. Everyone just follows me and tries their hardest not to trip over the many tree roots, and fallen tree branches. Ally is so clumsy; I don't see her making her way back to us safely on her own. I mean I can barely walk in this, and I'm pretty steady on my feet.
After what seems like forever, we finally reach the exact spot. I know that it's the exact spot; how I know that, I can't tell you. I stand and turn around in a circle, eyeing every area. Rick looks at me and his head falls sideways, "I take it that this is the place?" He asks.
I nod at him and watch as Wanda and Daniel stop walking and stare at me too. I just look at them with a confused expression, "What?" I ask.
"What now?" Wanda asks.
"Well, I ran in that direction," I say and point, "So that must be where the cabin is. I just can't tell you where exactly because it started to get dark and I don't remember." I say.
She nods and then walks in the direction. Rick and Daniel wait for me to go next, which I do. And that's when I quietly pray to myself that Ally isn't too far away.