-Chapter 2-

Part 4

I drove on through the night, for several days. It seemed like mother nature was throwing things at me just to try and deliberately make it difficult. A snow storm in summer? The world really is ending and going berserk. But...at least not even the rabbids would follow through the snow storm. But damn it was cold! So f***ing cold! My legs were almost turning blue and the guy there next me was running a fever.

This wasn't good. It made no damn sense! Not a single thing! Were we that high up in the mountains?! I didn't even know where we were! I had no clue! Sh**!

"This is just sh**!", I hissed hitting the steering wheel. My teeth chattering as the tires had snow sticking on them. And were getting unstable in the ice. Not built for this weather. Not this common jeep that is.

I wasn't going to die...I wasn't going to die....not till I see Dover! Not till I keep my promise to Dover! Not till then! Not now! Not ever! Not till I keep my f***ing promise!

"I promised....I....I promised! I promised! I promised him I'd be back for him!", I cried sobbing and leaned my head against the steering wheel. The cold nipped at me. And the wind grew harder forcing snow even deeper through the jeep with more vigor.

"I promised....I....I pro....", I sniffed raising my head.

Did I smell smoke? A fire? Cooking? I starred off through the massive whirlwind....yeah....there were dim lights in the woods. Coming from...from a cabin. I sniffed looking towards the half passed out stranger.

"Damn I said you weren't going to die on my watch you a**hole", I said driving forward slowly and veered off taking what looked like a gravel driveway.

I approched the cabin walking up the steps knocking fiercely. "Hello? Hello?!", I called.

I was about to slam on the door again when it cracked open and I raised my hands as a gun barrel was pointed towards me through the opening.

"Who are you?", asked the man.

I swallowed eying the gun. I cried falling to my knees. Someone else was alive out here! Out here in this mother of god f***ing Sh**! Someone else was alive out here!

I sobbed freezing but ignored the cold clasping my hands together, "Please! Please sir! Please! I...my friend he's hurt! Please we're cold and...we....we..-- Please!", I sobbed unable to get direct words out of my mouth.

Man I felt like an idiot! I couldn't even english right!

The man shut the door. I choked sitting there in the snow of his porch staring. Did...did he just-

The sound of locks undoing and chains being pulled filled my ears and the man opened the door.

    "Come, let's get your friend inside", he said. Had I really used the word friend? It was a figure of speech. I didn't even know the guy's name....

    I didn't even know his name.