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Authors: Ryan Casey
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no idea what lengths he’d have gone to.
“I feel bad for Sarah,” Hayden said. “I … She held back. For us. I’m not sure if … I don’t know why she’d …”
He couldn’t finish. He didn’t want to accept the reality: Sarah had sacrificed herself for the survival of the rest of the group.
“She did a good thing for us,” Newbie said. “A horrible but a good thing. And … and we can’t underestimate how different people react in different situations.”
“I know she wasn’t happy,” Clarice cut in.
Her voice made Hayden jump. He hadn’t realised she was right behind them. “What do you mean?”
Clarice looked over the fields at the endless hills. “She talked to me a bit. About having nothing to live for. About … about there being no point to anything anymore. I’m not saying she … she killed herself. But maybe she, I dunno. Maybe she found her ‘point’ after all.”
Hayden tried to digest his sister’s words. He knew Sarah wasn’t happy—who was happy, after all? But the realisation that she may well have intentionally given up her life … Hayden wasn’t sure how to feel about it.
There was something about Sarah. Something about her that made him feel … comfortable. And he wasn’t ready to let that feeling go just yet.
“Wait, is that a cottage?”
Hayden stopped. He saw his sister squinting into the distance. She pointed her shaky fingers into the middle of nowhere.
Hayden looked too. He couldn’t work out where she was looking. “I can’t …”
“Shit,” Newbie said. He slowed to a halt. “And is that … is that a car?”
Hayden searched another few seconds with his myopic eyes and then he saw it.
A grey stone cottage in the middle of the field.
Barbed wire wrapped around the fences.
A Range Rover parked in front of the cottage.
And then, by the door, he saw movement.
Three people emerged from the cottage. Three men. They were wearing thick black body armour and carrying … were they rifles?
But even more importantly, as the men walked out of the grounds of the house and headed over the field on foot, Hayden noticed they were carrying something else. Something that made him grin.
A can of beans. Each.
“They’ve got a car,” Clarice said. “And … and they’ve got food. Are you two thinking what I’m thinking?”
“Unfortunately, yes,” Hayden said.
And it was unfortunate. But it was dog eat dog. Every man for themselves. Survival of the fittest.
“I think we’re gonna have to pay them a visit,” Clarice said.
“A very quiet visit,” Hayden said, as the three of them crept slowly down the side of the hill and towards the cottage.
Thirteen
H ayden , Newbie and Clarice descended the hill slowly and prayed to whatever god was in the sky that the occupants of the cottage wouldn’t get back any time soon.
The hill down to the cottage was slippery and it was impossible to avoid the sound of squelching that their boots made. Hayden kept his eyes on the cottage at all times. He kept his eyes on the leaded windows, looked for a sign of movement, a sign of life inside, but it seemed to be empty.
“So how are we gonna do this?” Newbie asked.
They dropped down the hill and came within metres of the cottage. The trio that had left the cottage were nowhere to be seen anymore. But they could come back at any time. They could come back with their guns. Blast them into oblivion. And that was a risk Hayden wasn’t willing to take.
“We’ve got to go in, take what we can, then get out in the car.”
Clarice sighed as they walked past the wooden fences that were lined with barbed wire. “Can’t we at least try being diplomatic?”
“They had guns,” Hayden said.
“Just like we’d have guns if we were lucky. Come on, bro. There’s no need to … to just go in there and steal their livelihood. How would we have liked it if someone had done it to us?”
“They didn’t do it to us,” Hayden said. “It’s … it’s just
“I feel bad for Sarah,” Hayden said. “I … She held back. For us. I’m not sure if … I don’t know why she’d …”
He couldn’t finish. He didn’t want to accept the reality: Sarah had sacrificed herself for the survival of the rest of the group.
“She did a good thing for us,” Newbie said. “A horrible but a good thing. And … and we can’t underestimate how different people react in different situations.”
“I know she wasn’t happy,” Clarice cut in.
Her voice made Hayden jump. He hadn’t realised she was right behind them. “What do you mean?”
Clarice looked over the fields at the endless hills. “She talked to me a bit. About having nothing to live for. About … about there being no point to anything anymore. I’m not saying she … she killed herself. But maybe she, I dunno. Maybe she found her ‘point’ after all.”
Hayden tried to digest his sister’s words. He knew Sarah wasn’t happy—who was happy, after all? But the realisation that she may well have intentionally given up her life … Hayden wasn’t sure how to feel about it.
There was something about Sarah. Something about her that made him feel … comfortable. And he wasn’t ready to let that feeling go just yet.
“Wait, is that a cottage?”
Hayden stopped. He saw his sister squinting into the distance. She pointed her shaky fingers into the middle of nowhere.
Hayden looked too. He couldn’t work out where she was looking. “I can’t …”
“Shit,” Newbie said. He slowed to a halt. “And is that … is that a car?”
Hayden searched another few seconds with his myopic eyes and then he saw it.
A grey stone cottage in the middle of the field.
Barbed wire wrapped around the fences.
A Range Rover parked in front of the cottage.
And then, by the door, he saw movement.
Three people emerged from the cottage. Three men. They were wearing thick black body armour and carrying … were they rifles?
But even more importantly, as the men walked out of the grounds of the house and headed over the field on foot, Hayden noticed they were carrying something else. Something that made him grin.
A can of beans. Each.
“They’ve got a car,” Clarice said. “And … and they’ve got food. Are you two thinking what I’m thinking?”
“Unfortunately, yes,” Hayden said.
And it was unfortunate. But it was dog eat dog. Every man for themselves. Survival of the fittest.
“I think we’re gonna have to pay them a visit,” Clarice said.
“A very quiet visit,” Hayden said, as the three of them crept slowly down the side of the hill and towards the cottage.
Thirteen
H ayden , Newbie and Clarice descended the hill slowly and prayed to whatever god was in the sky that the occupants of the cottage wouldn’t get back any time soon.
The hill down to the cottage was slippery and it was impossible to avoid the sound of squelching that their boots made. Hayden kept his eyes on the cottage at all times. He kept his eyes on the leaded windows, looked for a sign of movement, a sign of life inside, but it seemed to be empty.
“So how are we gonna do this?” Newbie asked.
They dropped down the hill and came within metres of the cottage. The trio that had left the cottage were nowhere to be seen anymore. But they could come back at any time. They could come back with their guns. Blast them into oblivion. And that was a risk Hayden wasn’t willing to take.
“We’ve got to go in, take what we can, then get out in the car.”
Clarice sighed as they walked past the wooden fences that were lined with barbed wire. “Can’t we at least try being diplomatic?”
“They had guns,” Hayden said.
“Just like we’d have guns if we were lucky. Come on, bro. There’s no need to … to just go in there and steal their livelihood. How would we have liked it if someone had done it to us?”
“They didn’t do it to us,” Hayden said. “It’s … it’s just
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