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watching her, his gaze narrowed, but not in anger but thought. He tugs her again, motioning to a small waterfall flowing along the cave's wall, disappearing through another slit at the bottom. It's only then that Alasa hears it and blinks in surprise. Then, she notices they are on a type of ledge, not truly out of the cave but at an opening in it. On her right is the tops of hundreds of trees, spreading out as far as she can see. If it wasn't a shock, it would have been beautiful.
    All this time Alasa hadn't expected it, that they were this far out from anything, but if she thought about it, it wasn't truly that big of a surprise. His growl once again brings her attention away from the beautiful scenery to the beast now standing by the tiny waterfall. When had he let her go? She frowns.
    He once again points at the waterfall, lowly growling. She cannot understand, so Alasa shakes her head a little. He turns away from her, his clawed hands cupping a handful of water. She watches him splash the water onto his face and scrubbing it with his hands. It was odd. He looked back at her and she openly stared, not because of lack of understanding of what he wanted, but because it was... odd. He wants Alasa to wash herself, she understands full well what he wants.
    At her absence of a response, 'he' then blinks, hands falling to his sides. A second later he holds up his left hand, waving it in front of his face. Alsas stares. He then pinches his nose and shakes his head, pointing at her.
    He's saying I smell? She lightly ponders. Something splits inside of her, something very fragile. A giggle, a little unhinged falls from Alasa's dry lips, tarring through her achy throat. It was funny, really, really funny. Her giggles intensified into full-blown laughter as she bent over, holding her abdomen.
    She worries for her state of mind.
    'He' watches her while this goes on, his look one of confusion which hardly helps her fit of laughter. After a while Alasa begins removing her filthy clothing, then to the waterfall, cupping her hands underneath the water, she began scrubbing her body. The water is cold but the young woman was more focused on removing the layer of grim over her skin. When 'he' appears beside her she freezes, the tiny smile on her lips fading as she thinks of her predicament, how naked she is.
    Her apprehension fades slowly when he begins washing himself, splashing water over his body.
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    Chapter 8
    Lacey
    Henderson waits until it's pitch dark outside to move, they snuck out the backdoor. She's behind him now, ducking low behind his neighbors old van. They stayed behind it for nearly ten minutes, Lacey pressed into Henderson's back like a barnacle as he froze, gaze on the blanket of darkness before them, unmoving. He was like a Perry dog, alert and focused. She thinks his left ear actually twitches.
    She frowned when his inaction went on for nearly ten minutes. She was getting a cramp. Her pulse, which had been going wild inside of her at first, but the more they stood standing, unmoving, the 'normal' of the night, her pulse evens out. Her face twists into an annoyed frown. There were no cannibalistic creatures, no signs what-so-ever of the world being a changed place. Nothing, nothing but a creep level fourteen, a cramp, and her annoyance.
    Finally, Henderson moves, grabbing her wrist and quickly tugging her after him, over an overgrown lawn and briskly through the area between two wooden fences. He then leads her behind houses, his hold on her wrist tight as an iron cuff. The quiet of the night fades from being normal in her mind and quickly became frightening, there were no sounds, nothing but her own haggard breathing and awkward foot falls.
    Stains of sunlight appear above them in the black horizon before Lacey's body refused any more movement. They were along a back road, debris covered and vacant. They hadn't used any lights and more then once the girl wondered how Henderson had done it without falling.
    "Henderson,"