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.68Please respect copyright.PENANAyEPArCw15e
Group 5 had three people, three mouths to feed. The finder, the mapper, and the killer.68Please respect copyright.PENANAbnhduawgEI
George the mapper had said there was a good fishing pond in this area. He hadn’t steered Daniel wrong yet.68Please respect copyright.PENANAsheokRkcVK
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 3.68Please respect copyright.PENANAsX5FpP90LM
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.68Please respect copyright.PENANAOXip78t8T3
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.68Please respect copyright.PENANApyxVj1KmU5
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.68Please respect copyright.PENANAkcv9ToZj0f
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.68Please respect copyright.PENANApyC4k9XS5g
He was afraid to blink, lest it suddenly jump out, or worse, disappear from sight.68Please respect copyright.PENANAhz3AgJXvrB
The unlucky one in the tree whispered again, this time loudly enough for Daniel to hear. “Are you alone?”68Please respect copyright.PENANApP6R9VtUS9
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.68Please respect copyright.PENANA4loxTfhHpK
Daniel tore through the underbrush, finally breaking into a run at the edge of a field.68Please respect copyright.PENANAh3ZkRiCE4u
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. . .”68Please respect copyright.PENANAaYQO4XQaPg
Daniel didn’t register the rest, he had spotted Group 5. George was crouched over a fire and Kate was emerging from the tent.68Please respect copyright.PENANASfGfCK3a9J
As he ran the finder threw back his head and howled, signaling danger.68Please respect copyright.PENANA3KHWoR66MP
Kate immediately snapped into action, heading his way in a full sprint. The unlucky one whimpered and sounds of pursuit behind him ceased.68Please respect copyright.PENANARdZQaCjCcB
As Daniel and Kate crossed paths, he breathed a sigh of relief. She would deal with it now.68Please respect copyright.PENANAfsvXhdlf0e
It was ten minutes before he and George heard the telltale sound of a gunshot.68Please respect copyright.PENANAdVbITpOw3e
“That one took a while.” George was drawing up a new map, his brow furrowed in concentration.68Please respect copyright.PENANAUjysK6Jp7w
“I think I lost my fishing net.” Daniel responded absently.68Please respect copyright.PENANA5XnEbGCD8H
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.68Please respect copyright.PENANAstWv7AVDsT
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