Pewdie n' Friends

Iturned around to see another teenager like me, and he was around 13/14. What confused me is that he immeditaly started shouting at me, but none of the words registered in my head. My fear and curiosity fused together with my massive desire to go home and I burst out crying. This was too much for me to handle... The stranger looked at me and realised in what a state I was. I had a bruised knee and head, and my chin was cut and bleeding. He left the note I had dropped on the ground after the shock and beckoned me to follow. Maybe he knew a way out?

He led me deeper into the forest. We passed abandoned shed which had another note on the door. It had a man with very long black arms which drooped to the bottom of the page, just surrounded but the word 'no', I reached to take it off of the door, but the stranger grabbed my wrist and pulled me back.

'Did you listen to anything I said back there?! Don't touch the notes! Thanks to you he already knows we're here now!'

I kept my head down and followed silently. We eventually reached a larger shack sort of building and the stranger knocked on the door. Another teenager opened the door. He was about 16 as far as I could guess. He greeted the stranger an I in. The room was bare apart from and few rugs on the floor. The two strangers began talking.

'I'm sorry I came back later than expected.'

'It's alright. But, why the hell did the footsteps start already? We haven't touched a single note this whole time.'

'She did', the 13 guy nodded in my direction.

The older guy started pacing the room, repeatedly saying what sounded like 'what the fuck'. I stood up, shaking, and stammered out my few first words.

'Where am i, who are you, and how the fuck do I get out of here?!'


TO BE CONTINUED.