Astron's Cry: Chapter 8

Sine PO

"Westwards, peeps!" I shouted. "We can't go anywhere." said Josh. "Oh. Wait here." I said. I ran back into camp and asked Argus fro the car keys. Then I went back.

"All right, everyone in!" I said. "You can drive?" asked Mary. I frowned. You see, I don't know when I was born. According to my fake birthday, I'm 17, so I can drive. "In actuality, I don't know when I was born. Social Services gave me a birthday which makes me 17 right now." I said.

We passed through Long Island and Queens pretty fast. Then we ran out of gas. "Are we allowed to get gas for this thing in actuality?" I asked. "Sure. Hey look, a Hess!" shouted Evan from the back seat. "All right let's go." I said. We all pile dout except Josh.

Bad idea. We walk out of the van: boom! Hellhound right there. "Killing time." I said grimly, and we began to fight. One came too close to me. "Die." I said simply, and stabbed it. "Guys, there are more coming in actuality!" I shouted. Then one jumped on our car and destroyed it. Another one knocked over a service station.

TBC