Hunted

Shane

He rolled his eyes and pulled his little brother to his feet. Things were getting worse. More and more of the brats were trying to escape.

"Kill them. Kill them now!" Shane hissed in Luke's ear. "I don't care about consequences. Kill all of them."

Chris

Chris bolted the first chance she had. She ran faster than she had ever managed before. Her mind was spinning wildly. Anna and Kat were gone, meaning they were either dead or heading fast in that direction.

Perhaps this would have been the best time to make for the highway, for an escape. But Chris was compelled to stay. Something had to be done to get Anna and Kat back, should they be alive. If they were alive, the only reasonable place they would be would be at the monster's compound. It seemed like Chris's crazy plan was slowly becoming the only option...

Chris slowed down. She had landed herself at the original campsite. The fire had left nothing but charred remains of the once beautiful cabins. She swallowed nervously. The old campsite was actually probably one of the safest place she could be.

Resigning herself to a few long days of careful planning, Chris began to scout out the campsite. She found a small dip in the ground that would be sufficient to hide herself should someone come her way. Chris spent the remainder of the evening gathering enough firewood to start a small, low-key fire. As the night's chill settled in, Chris found herself desperately wishing for some sort of human companionship.

Jessalyn


The kids were escaping. Jess didn't know what to do. She could see Shane with Luke watching the brats run. Then all time seemed to stop. Every one froze and looked at Jess. Her hand shook the gun rattled to the ground. The clatter quickly followed by one of the kids. The unlucky one. The one she shot.

Abigail - Hunter

"What the hell is going on?" She yelled, still trying to call all three of the phones. Of course, no one answered.