Survival of The Fittest | Book 3 | Final Ride by Fawkes K.M

Author:Fawkes, K.M. [Fawkes, K.M.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Post-Apocalyptic | Dystopian
Published: 2021-03-07T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 16

It took me next to no time to get the screws out of the box to loosen it, and I was about to jerk the whole thing off the wall, my mind already running ahead of me and wondering what I’d find underneath, when I heard someone in the distance. They were speaking loudly… and their voice was coming closer and closer to where I was now standing. Even worse, they were coming from behind me—which meant that I had zero cover.

I couldn’t just stand here, or I’d be caught. And if they looked at the box I’d gotten halfway off the wall… well, I’d be caught.

But it wasn’t like I had a fucking choice. I wasn’t going to stand out there in the open, all exposed.

I ducked around the building, my heart pounding and my eyes on the space where that voice was coming from. It seemed weird that someone would just be walking along, speaking loudly to themselves, but then again, I was stuck in a world where some insane cult had decided they were going to destroy the entire population just so they could… well, do whatever it was they’d decided they needed to do.

With that in mind, I guessed I should probably put any pre-conceived ideas about what was normal right out of my mind. If someone wanted to walk along talking loudly to themselves in the middle of a deserted amusement park that had a bunker under it and a madman at the helm, well, maybe that was just their way of reacting to this crazy version of the world.

A second later, though, another voice answered them, and unless I was actually going insane, that meant someone else was with them. Which at least meant that the owner of the first voice wasn’t insane.

So that was something. Though I didn’t know whether it actually helped me or not.

I ducked further back against the wall, trying to make myself actually melt into it—and failing horribly—and kept my eyes pointed at the space emitting those voices, which were arguing about someone or other not doing their jobs and what was going to happen to them when someone else found out that they’d done such a bad job.

Typical job review stuff, I guessed. And not very interesting job review stuff, at that. Nothing spicy. Just sounded like an employee who couldn’t get their shit together.

Then they came into view and I saw that the employee who evidently couldn’t get their shit together was none other than the kid who had been in charge of watching me.

Well, I thought, two guesses why he was in trouble, then. My first guess—and probably the only one I needed—was that someone else had come to check on the Wandering Women and found that I was no longer with them. I didn’t know how they would have. It wasn’t like we’d had a sign-in sheet or something. But I guessed someone had been paying attention.

And also, shit. Because if they knew I was missing, it meant they were also looking for me.

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