Crash

Chapter 9 - Honestly, I think we’re screwed.

Yunho cursed over and over because of their situation. Changmin and Jaejoong were both unconscious, Mirell could barely walk, and he could feel himself slipping.

He was getting dizzy and feeling very tired and he knew his fever was getting worse. He rubbed his hands over his face.

If he became unable to walk, who would carry him? How would they move forward? He didn’t want to become a burden but he knew he might not have any choice.

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The group made slow progress, the rain lighten and the sun grew hot. It would be the last day of rain. Only a few rains clouds covered the sky, and they moved quickly.

They still hadn’t found a town and they might not find one for serval days and those day would be without water by the looks of things.

Mirell walked most of the morning, Junsu carry her for a while to give her leg a rest then she would walk some more. Yunho shifted Jaejoong on his back, and Yoochun gently carried Changmin.

They were all tired, hungry, thirsty, and irritated. Their tempers were short and would snap at any moment.

“Junsu, stop humming! Your driving me nuts!” Yoochun snapped.
Junsu pouted, “I’m bored and there is nothing to do besides hum and walk!”

“Junsu starting counting in your head then.” Yunho said hastly.
“Counting is boring.”

Mirell shifted her walking stick, “Make up some jokes....in your head.”
Junsu pouted irritated and nodded.

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*JEAJOONG POV*

Screams filled a forbidden darkness which consumed all light. Blood splashed invisible walls and covered the unseen floor.

Body parts laid arranged on the ground in two lines, parallel from one another, four feet apart, forming a crude, sickening road, that lead further into the darkness.

I covered my face in my hand, only to pull them away, finding them wet with blood. I tried to rub my hands on by jeans but they too were soaked in blood, a mixture of my own and others.

I kneel forward gagging dryly, my stomach empty, and only pain in my gut. I wipe my bloody hand over my tearing eyes, and force them to look forward.

I stood, and look, searching for a sign of what to do in this dark place. It unbalanced me, its unseen floors and unknown size.

It seemed to go on forever with no end and they only road is formed by corpses Where it leads, I do not know, nor am I sure I want to know.

Blindly, I turned away from the hacked road and move forward into unknown darkness. End POV
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The day went by slowly but finally it ended. They didn’t find a tree to climb and they were forced to remain on the ground.

Yoochun took first watch, as Mirell went from person to person, checking each on, and Junsu passed out fruit.

Mirell frowned as she checked Jaejoong over, his eyes moving under his lips, murmuring and moaning softly.

Changmin was the same, his temperature seemed to be the same, but it could have gone up slightly, and she couldn’t be sure.

Yunho’s fever was starting to takes its toll. Yoochun and Junsu were fine, though dehydrated and under feed.

Mirell checked her leg and saw the wound red, and swollen, infected, like Changmin’s. Her own fever high, and making her light headed and sick to her stomach. But she forced the fruit down her throat.

They all fell into an uneasy sleep.

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done done! Chapter 10 coming up.