This is what Daniel told himself as he struggled through the underbrush, eyes keen for food to forage. His belt bag already held wild green apples, small and more sour than sweet.119Please respect copyright.PENANAMHSK9Ftmej
Group 5 had three people, three mouths to feed. The finder, the mapper, and the killer.119Please respect copyright.PENANAt88nzmNHNy
George the mapper had said there was a good fishing pond in this area. He hadn’t steered Daniel wrong yet.119Please respect copyright.PENANAkPwZqQ1p3U
Mosquitoes buzzed in the finder’s ears. He sighed audibly, something he would never do in front of the others. They would undoubtedly quote Rule 3, the lucky ones should never complain. Daniel hated Rule 3.119Please respect copyright.PENANAUzavxrcqxj
The pond ended up being smaller than he expected. The finder rolled up his sleeves and waded into the murky water, fishing net in hand.119Please respect copyright.PENANAIvHKeNiwPF
While cornering a fat little fish Daniel heard a whisper from the trees above him. He froze, heart pounding. He clutched the coarse net nervously as he slowly looked up.119Please respect copyright.PENANA04zdBRdzlF
An unlucky one. It was crouched in a branch, so covered in mud and leaves that it blended into the tree. The whites of its eyes were all that allowed Daniel to see it.119Please respect copyright.PENANAc3UgN5f09s
He stood stock still, remembering Rule 1. the lucky ones must never respond to an unlucky one. No matter what it said, he couldn’t speak back to it.119Please respect copyright.PENANADb6SdmxmtP
He was afraid to blink, lest it suddenly jump out, or worse, disappear from sight.119Please respect copyright.PENANAsJlzSSn2Qu
The unlucky one in the tree whispered again, this time loudly enough for Daniel to hear. “Are you alone?”119Please respect copyright.PENANA5kemxvyLnc
He moved, splashing out of the pond in the direction of camp. He heard a grunt and the sound of foliage moving behind him. It’s following me.119Please respect copyright.PENANAl19R3gd7oY
Daniel tore through the underbrush, finally breaking into a run at the edge of a field.119Please respect copyright.PENANAIpy6ejZQj2
He was nearing camp when he heard it again, right on his heels. The voice was hoarse and ragged, a shout this time. “Listen to me! We need your help! The survivors all need to come together. . .”119Please respect copyright.PENANAvkqeTGAYkT
Daniel didn’t register the rest, he had spotted Group 5. George was crouched over a fire and Kate was emerging from the tent.119Please respect copyright.PENANAQ7cCvxIH9s
As he ran the finder threw back his head and howled, signaling danger.119Please respect copyright.PENANAkydrd3tWy8
Kate immediately snapped into action, heading his way in a full sprint. The unlucky one whimpered and sounds of pursuit behind him ceased.119Please respect copyright.PENANAjnmDuGyizY
As Daniel and Kate crossed paths, he breathed a sigh of relief. She would deal with it now.119Please respect copyright.PENANAbZRoCDcecC
It was ten minutes before he and George heard the telltale sound of a gunshot.119Please respect copyright.PENANAwdPhS8blFw
“That one took a while.” George was drawing up a new map, his brow furrowed in concentration.119Please respect copyright.PENANACKxMLkFJoo
“I think I lost my fishing net.” Daniel responded absently.119Please respect copyright.PENANA6mQlwBwBZ9
Without that net, he could not do his job, and his was the most important job. Without the finder, Group 5 would not survive in the wilderness.119Please respect copyright.PENANA4KjMVis5TL
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