~Chapter 3~

The next day we were back to hiding again. It was like every other day of my life. Wake up, hunt, eat, hide, and blah, blah, blah. You know. The normal stuff. When we went to the decks (why does in every story, the people go to the decks), everything was quiet, until, we heard a Roarrrrrr!!!! and a woman's scream. We looked at eachother and then ran off to the scream. Wow. My day keeps getting better and better.......


 * This line is Bob. Bob likes you. Bob likes knifes. I suggest you run from Bob.*

When we were at the place where we heard the scream, Marcus, Ellen, and me screamed. In front of us, was a bull-like thing. The thing was holding a woman who was screaming blooding-murder. I was frozen in fear. I remembered him. He was the thing that crased the car. The reason on Marcus and I are on the run. He killed our mom. I was filled with anger and yelled, "HEY DUMBO!!! LET HER GO, OR I'LL KICK YOUR FAT HEAD INTO NEXT WEEK!!!!!!" I was happy at the power in my voice but, then he put her down and turned to me. "What do we do now?" asked Marcus. Ellen replied,"Easy. WE RUN!!!!!!! AHHHHH!!!!!" she screamed as she ran away. "Or....." I thought, but was airborne when the thing hit me. The thing then grabbed Marcus. "MARCUS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" I screamed as the thing sqeezed my baby brother. "Ireland, run!!" he cried, before he exploded (not the ew-guts-everywhere explodion, the light-explodion) "NOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" I screamed.