Gerard is lost and hung over in what looks like the setting for The Hills Have Eyes. All he can do now is wander and hope he finds someone before someone finds him.
I had no clue where I was. None what so ever. All I know is it looked like a backdrop for a slasher flick, and that I didn't like it.
My vision started blurring around the edges, making me gasp and stumble. I grabbed the bark of the closest tree. Sliding down the tree, I felt my grip slipping.
The second I hit the ground, I was out.
When I woke up, I was being prodded in the shoulder by something hard. Then I fuzzily remembered what had happened and snapped to life.
And screamed. I was being nudged with the barrels of a shotgun. I pressed back painfully in to the tree. "What are you doing here?" The strong voice made me look past the gun to who held it.
She was pale, her face round and soft. Her lips looked soft, even set in the hard expression she wore. But her eyes seemed to be carved out of green onyx. "So....pretty." I breathed.
"What? Don't change the subject!" She tipped my chin up with the gun. "What are you doing here?" She growled.
"I'm lost!" I finally got a grip and gasped. She snorted and pulled the gun away.
"You can say that again, city boy." She slung the gun over her small shoulders. "Come on then." She sighed, walking a couple feet away from me.
I stared at her tight jeans covered in red dust that had a tight grey tank top tucked into them. She wore calf height dark brown boots. I shook my head quickly and stood.
Her short reddish brown hair was pulled up off of her neck into a hair tie. "Where are we?" I asked her, only now looking down at myself.
It was obvious that I'd been partying and drunk and wandering for a while. My face grew red as embarrassment ate at me. "Northern Oklahoma. You're on my land." She looked at me from over her shoulder. "You're lucky, actually. I shoot anyone I don't know."
"Thank you. And I'm sorry?" I didn't know what to say to her. She shook her head.
"Look at my sister and you will be though." She sighed. "Here we are." She stopped. I looked around the bare field. "Never heard of a Dug House?" She gestured to the stairs dug into the ground and lined with stones.
"No." I shook my head and went down them. There was a large bubble under the ground and a door on the other side. She took a key out of her shirt and stuck it into the lock.
"I'm back Emma." her voice filled the burrow we stood in as sher opened the door. There was an even bigger room dug into the cold ground that had walls lined with stone. A girl the size of the one who'd saved me ran to her, wrapping her asthma around her.
"Erin!" Emma laughed. I smiled at the two of them, remembering how Mikey and I had been. "Who's this?" In a second, Emma had gone from cute kid to flipping a knife off of the counter and catching it in her hand.
"Lost city boy." Erin shrugged. Emma's onyx green eyes narrowed at me. Bile rose in my throat.
"Are you two...?"
"Twins. Yep." Erin nodded. My head spun. I don't know what had me like this, but I was afraid. Scared shitless.
Was it the fact I was underground? Or was it because I was with strangers in a closed space and they both had weapons?
I couldn't tell as the room spun. Suddenly, there was no ground under me. There was nothing around me.
Was I dying?
Randomness might continue. R+R and all that.
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