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.117Please respect copyright.PENANADlBDrVvMPP
Group 5 had three people, three mouths to feed. The finder, the mapper, and the killer.117Please respect copyright.PENANA3cnE350XTh
George the mapper had said there was a good fishing pond in this area. He hadn’t steered Daniel wrong yet.117Please respect copyright.PENANA8wca64051M
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 3.117Please respect copyright.PENANA8qdqbR75aM
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.117Please respect copyright.PENANANCwZ040OfK
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.117Please respect copyright.PENANAA6mS34YwGI
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.117Please respect copyright.PENANA4DVmsCu0uY
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.117Please respect copyright.PENANA7FYGHjqdob
He was afraid to blink, lest it suddenly jump out, or worse, disappear from sight.117Please respect copyright.PENANAkxNKIBdP6d
The unlucky one in the tree whispered again, this time loudly enough for Daniel to hear. “Are you alone?”117Please respect copyright.PENANAV4SG4jG7We
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.117Please respect copyright.PENANA2yKTCyQ8Au
Daniel tore through the underbrush, finally breaking into a run at the edge of a field.117Please respect copyright.PENANA30U6r7XaoW
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. . .”117Please respect copyright.PENANA0gvELbpKcO
Daniel didn’t register the rest, he had spotted Group 5. George was crouched over a fire and Kate was emerging from the tent.117Please respect copyright.PENANA6FkegcbeGQ
As he ran the finder threw back his head and howled, signaling danger.117Please respect copyright.PENANAEjRClvt7ZK
Kate immediately snapped into action, heading his way in a full sprint. The unlucky one whimpered and sounds of pursuit behind him ceased.117Please respect copyright.PENANAfJBRw715PJ
As Daniel and Kate crossed paths, he breathed a sigh of relief. She would deal with it now.117Please respect copyright.PENANAULZo8ZEZC0
It was ten minutes before he and George heard the telltale sound of a gunshot.117Please respect copyright.PENANAhQAaj99bfq
“That one took a while.” George was drawing up a new map, his brow furrowed in concentration.117Please respect copyright.PENANAfVrrFtSbZC
“I think I lost my fishing net.” Daniel responded absently.117Please respect copyright.PENANAH7DsLpF1OU
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.117Please respect copyright.PENANAWbAzqQKzLC
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