Chapter Fourteen
Robbie had got some chicken, so he made a campfire and started to cook. "Alright guys, chicken's done!" It looked amazing. The taste matched it. They decided to camp for the night, inside of a cave. They put a few torches around themselves and all slept like rocks. The next day, they had awoken...and Christian was gone.
Lyn wasn't worried. "Eh, he's probably just out hunting. He'll be back soon." Robbie, on the other hand, had an uneasy feeling. He went to where Christian had fallen asleep, and he found a little book.
Robbie opened the book and was greeted by this message: Hey, you two. I know that you'll read this, so here's the deal. We have captured your little friend, and we will feed him to the zombie if both of you don't turn yourselves in. -Quicksilver.
"Oh, shit. Lyn! Get over here!"
"What?"
"Read this!" He tossed the book to Lyn. She finished reading it.
"It's a trap, we can't go! But then again, the soldiers don't seem to be the best at fighting stealthy opponents. One second." She made a crafting table. "Find black wool."
"Yeah, okay." Robbie went out and got a stack of black wool. "This enough?"
"Yeah, definitely." She put the wool into the positions usually reserved for armor...except the head. She put the wool in the shape of a furnace, making a ski mask. "Cool trick, huh? Now put on the new armor, we ride tonight."