Chapter 9

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Warning: Gore? (I don't know.) Enjoy.

After a while, we finally arrived at the small village and all of us started getting out of the car, but not before looking around and I noticed some blood on those abandoned cars. Then I start pulling my gun out after exiting the car, checking and loading it, and start walking around the village to check for any dangers. And we keep checking until we meet at the place where our cars are parked, then Troy starts sniffling slightly, and asks himself softly, "What's that smell?", curses quietly, begin to walk towards the smell, and that's when we found a pile of dead bodies. I stop immediately and cover my mouth because of the scene and the smell, and right after that I heard someone's voice in distant, looking around and see an old man's sitting on a chair alone with a crow is perching on his shoulder, eating the skin on the back of his head, a small patch of skin is missing, showing his brain. We're immediately head down to the old man.

"I didn't see...I didn't see the man...The man...The man at all...At all... at all. I saw upon the stair he wasn't there again today. Oh, how I wish he stayed away. When I came home tonight at 3:00..." The old man keeps speaking like a broken radio.

"Phil?" Troy asks softly.

"Today, I didn't see the man at all. I saw...I wish he stayed away. Today, when I looked around the hall, I couldn't see him there at all. I saw, when I went up the stair, a little man who wasn't there. He wasn't there again today. I wish, I wish he stayed away. When I came home tonight at 3:00, the man was waiting there for me." Phil keeps talking. 

Then Madison takes Troy's knife, then walks over to Phil and slowly put the knife onto his brain. The old man exhales quietly and stop talking. 

"We need to go now." Madison speaks up. 

"But you only just got here." Someone says behind us. And almost immediately all of Troy's men raising up their gun and point at the voice, I also take my gun out and ready to shoot them. "Stay behind me." Troy whispers softly to me after putting his hand on my gun and lower it down as he starts standing and holding his arm out in front of me protectively. I put my gun away and look up at him in confusion but don't protest.

"Lost your mind, Walker? Have you any idea what you've just done? " Troy asks with a slight frustration.

"Defended our land." Walker answers nonchalantly.

"This is barbaric." Madison speaks. 

"McCarthy and I go back before you were born, boy. He showed barbarism many times over. Took two of my men with him yesterday." Walker defends.

"Yeah, and we're gonna take the rest. You know you're dead now, right? You know that?" Troy says with a slight anger.

"Lower your volume, Troy and put down your weapons." Walker orders as he cuts him off almost immediately.

"Troy." Madison begins to speak up but Troy shuts her down shortly.

"She has seen what you've missed on your way in. You're surrounded." Walker says with confident. Then I start looking around and confirm that we're indeed surrounded as all of the Walker's men are ready to shoot at us with their weapons.

"Give the order." Madison says softly.

"Disarm. Disarm." Troy orders after rubbing his face to calm himself down. Then all of his men, include Madison start lowering their guns and put them down on the ground.

"We're gonna take your guns...your vehicles, supplies." Walker says with a smug smile.

"My father's gonna kill you." Troy speaks up while his men are still putting all of their weapons down on the ground. I also take my gun, and daggers, then put them on the ground.

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