gathered more wood. “It’s too cold to stay here.” I was worried about shelter. We had to find something that would help us stay warm.
“Where do you think we should go?”
“Maybe we can follow the scent of the shifters that are around here. We can’t stay here anymore. It’s too dangerous. We’ll just die of exposure.” I pointed to the sky; clouds were forming. “I think it’s going to rain or snow soon.”
“Do you think it’s below freezing?” Devin was trying to judge the temperature, but his skin was already mostly numb. “I can’t tell.”
“If it isn’t freezing, it’s damn close. And anyway, the snow would be the least of our concerns. Rain would be the worst possibility because we would be wet in near freezing temperature. I don’t exactly see any place we could find decent cover anywhere around here.”
The roofs of the town were falling down. There was no way to hold in our warmth. This wasn’t going to end well.
“We do have the fire here.” He reminded me of that fact, and it made me a little more comfortable with waiting. Still we were waiting, stuck in a place that we really knew nothing about. I had no idea if I was even still in America. I rubbed my shoulders, not ready to respond to his comments. “I know. I’m worried too.”
He looked at me. “Don’t worry. I’ll take care of both of us.”
“What kind of macho crap is that?” I asked him, a little more anger in my voice than I had originally planned.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean it that way.” He looked at me, his eyes shaded a bit by something that resembled shame.
I sighed. “I know you didn’t. I’m just frustrated. Everything is going wrong and we’re trapped in this forest. I don’t even know where we are, and somehow we have to survive.”
I groaned with my own frustration, unable to really identify what I was supposed to be doing. I had to do something to fix it, to solve this mess that I had found myself in. I wasn’t exactly equipped to handle this, but I could tell that he wasn’t either. We had been denied our bestial nature, the way that we did things. We had been denied that, meaning that whoever had trapped us in this place knew what we were and what we were capable of given the freedom.
I thought about the pain that this had caused, about the kind of horror that the madman that had put me here would cause. I thought about the raw emotions, the snapping the fear that both of us were feeling. I could smell the fear on my companion. No matter how he tried to hide it, it didn’t change the creeping, putrid stench that escaped from his pores. I could smell it, I hated the smell of fear, it made me want to retch, but it wouldn’t be right. I struggled to my feet, following him until we decided what exactly we were going to do.
“Look, let’s get our heads on straight.”
“That has to be the best idea either of us has had all day.”
He looked around the place, carefully taking in our surroundings. “What do you think we should do now?”
“I don’t know, but I don’t think that staying here is going to get us anywhere.” I shrugged. It was the only motion that made sense at that moment.
“Which way?” he asked.
“Follow the shifters?” I knew that it might not work very well, and on top of that, I was just mimicking the idea that he had put out into the universe. “I smell them everywhere, though. So we might have go some distance out to figure out the trail.”
“That doesn’t sound like a great idea.” He was still looking into the woods, his eyes trying to take in every detail of our surroundings.
“I know, but it’s the best that we have right now.” I glanced back to the place that we had been camping in. “How are we going to carry everything?”
“How are we going to stay warm?” He seemed to have the same concerns I had.
“Can you think of anything?” If I was going to be honest, my mind wasn’t exactly clear. I couldn’t figure out what the