Chapter Nine

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The doors opened and the men's conversation was overheard by us.

"Have you found them?" One asked.

"No, but a cactus has been cut and we suspect that is where they left the trail." Another answered. "There was some spit out so we don't think they ingested it."

"Why didn't you follow it then?"

"Because they'll be dead by sunrise. We might as well pick them up tomorrow when they won't be fighting back."

"Alright, we'll pick up again at dawn. Let's circle back to the station."

The sound of footsteps on dirt was followed by doors opening and closing. The engines started and the sound drifted off. They went back the way we came, which I hoped was good. I looked over at Ward, who was facing away from me. He was doing something to the wall I was leaning on. I looked over to see me putting something into a handmade crevice in the dirt wall.

He then turned to me, and motioned me away from the wall. I jumped out from it, worried I was going to be shocked or something. He simply rolled his eyes, and started to walk along the road. We followed the road once more, but this time on the side of it.

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