The large wooden door creaked open to reveal a spacious, well-furnished living room. James slid in behind me, carefully closing the door behind us. He put his finger up to his lip, motioning for me to quietly assist him in checking the house.
“I didn’t see anyone when I peeked in the windows,” He whispered, “But just to be safe.”
He split off, heading to the back of the house while I checked the boot closet and kitchen attached to the living room. After opening all the spaces that I thought a person could fit into, I was confident that we were alone. I returned to where James and I had split up to wait for him.
After a few seconds, I decided my time would be better spent helping him search, so I set off, tiptoeing towards the back of the cabin. I reached for the knob of the door at the end of the hallways, but it began to turn before I could touch it. This caused me to jump back in surprise as I suppressed the urge to scream. James appeared, grinning at me as he spoke in a normal voice, “All clear!”
“So, where are we?” I asked, taking my place at his side as we stepped on the creaking floorboards in the hallway.
“We are at a buddy’s house,” He explained, motioning to a few photographs hanging on the wall, “About 20 miles from the compound we left Silen, or what is left of him, at.”Continue Reading