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.8Please respect copyright.PENANAxgEH8vscg8
Group 5 had three people, three mouths to feed. The finder, the mapper, and the killer.8Please respect copyright.PENANADJznjiEjiG
George the mapper had said there was a good fishing pond in this area. He hadn’t steered Daniel wrong yet.8Please respect copyright.PENANAxDtfregplr
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 3.8Please respect copyright.PENANA6WcJH77dZV
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.8Please respect copyright.PENANAoFvaRxxnRy
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.8Please respect copyright.PENANAciqVQEffde
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.8Please respect copyright.PENANAVAJ0W3FlZm
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.8Please respect copyright.PENANAicCf1Ee6LQ
He was afraid to blink, lest it suddenly jump out, or worse, disappear from sight.8Please respect copyright.PENANAX0mDa19dfv
The unlucky one in the tree whispered again, this time loudly enough for Daniel to hear. “Are you alone?”8Please respect copyright.PENANAA4Rk6o1DYZ
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.8Please respect copyright.PENANAmtjbHa9oQZ
Daniel tore through the underbrush, finally breaking into a run at the edge of a field.8Please respect copyright.PENANAXA2A9ijOHN
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. . .”8Please respect copyright.PENANAItB4Kxlp4k
Daniel didn’t register the rest, he had spotted Group 5. George was crouched over a fire and Kate was emerging from the tent.8Please respect copyright.PENANAbXQZZJ1zI1
As he ran the finder threw back his head and howled, signaling danger.8Please respect copyright.PENANAVEavwpJhmG
Kate immediately snapped into action, heading his way in a full sprint. The unlucky one whimpered and sounds of pursuit behind him ceased.8Please respect copyright.PENANAummb1MwP3l
As Daniel and Kate crossed paths, he breathed a sigh of relief. She would deal with it now.8Please respect copyright.PENANAtGhNU5C3IJ
It was ten minutes before he and George heard the telltale sound of a gunshot.8Please respect copyright.PENANAvhaqV4QSK7
“That one took a while.” George was drawing up a new map, his brow furrowed in concentration.8Please respect copyright.PENANAamCpS6aYR4
“I think I lost my fishing net.” Daniel responded absently.8Please respect copyright.PENANAyn41dtGBZj
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.8Please respect copyright.PENANALrZlvRdn9l
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