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The noise and shockwave of the explosion caused the hikers to stop and turn around. Seadog said to the others, “It might be worth it to see what we can find”. The three others laughed and listened for other sounds of gunfire or more explosions. “Somebody had a bad day,” whispered Wayne as he smelled his hand after rubbing his neck.
Dexter leaded against a burned tree and said our best efforts might be focused to the west. The four of them checked to make sure the weapons were loaded, and started walking back to town. Bruce was last to turn back, and was already forming a plan in his head.
Bruce was the quiet one; he was the person who would end any arguments between the others, or fix any unfinished business. He considered this tight knit group the judge and jury for those who have done wrong. What wrongs they did were not their business; just that they judge them in the ways they felt appropriate. The four horsemen of death is what he envisioned this group to be, and that purpose was to clean the earth of those who did not want to follow them. The search for followers had been difficult. They have judged 19 members, and none could endure the tests of virtue. No one has been able to answer the three simple questions asked by the four horsemen. Those that fail the test are left tied up and slashed for nature to take them back and recycle their bodies. It is only a matter of time before they find other likeminded people, as they continue the hike across the land.
The sound of a helicopter caused them all to seek cover in a Starbucks with a collapsed drive through wall. The four of them stared at the first Blackhawk helicopter they have seen in over a year, head north and drop down below the tree line. Thirty seconds later is heading southwest and climbing with three persons attached to a heavy cable underneath. Bruce stepped out of the damaged building and pointed at it in the air. “We need to judge them all! Those people could be our first new hikers. We have to give them the test. One by one, I will judge them. Time is on our side."
The four continued to walk to the west. Just before dusk, they found a road that had been recently repaired. They set camp for the night and talked about new tests of virtue they will try. “Soon enough,” one of them said, as they all laughed. They shifted to do other things as the four of them fell asleep together under the big tarp.
The noise and shockwave of the explosion caused the hikers to stop and turn around. Seadog said to the others, “It might be worth it to see what we can find”. The three others laughed and listened for other sounds of gunfire or more explosions. “Somebody had a bad day,” whispered Wayne as he smelled his hand after rubbing his neck.
Dexter leaded against a burned tree and said our best efforts might be focused to the west. The four of them checked to make sure the weapons were loaded, and started walking back to town. Bruce was last to turn back, and was already forming a plan in his head.
Bruce was the quiet one; he was the person who would end any arguments between the others, or fix any unfinished business. He considered this tight knit group the judge and jury for those who have done wrong. What wrongs they did were not their business; just that they judge them in the ways they felt appropriate. The four horsemen of death is what he envisioned this group to be, and that purpose was to clean the earth of those who did not want to follow them. The search for followers had been difficult. They have judged 19 members, and none could endure the tests of virtue. No one has been able to answer the three simple questions asked by the four horsemen. Those that fail the test are left tied up and slashed for nature to take them back and recycle their bodies. It is only a matter of time before they find other likeminded people, as they continue the hike across the land.
The sound of a helicopter caused them all to seek cover in a Starbucks with a collapsed drive through wall. The four of them stared at the first Blackhawk helicopter they have seen in over a year, head north and drop down below the tree line. Thirty seconds later is heading southwest and climbing with three persons attached to a heavy cable underneath. Bruce stepped out of the damaged building and pointed at it in the air. “We need to judge them all! Those people could be our first new hikers. We have to give them the test. One by one, I will judge them. Time is on our side."
The four continued to walk to the west. Just before dusk, they found a road that had been recently repaired. They set camp for the night and talked about new tests of virtue they will try. “Soon enough,” one of them said, as they all laughed. They shifted to do other things as the four of them fell asleep together under the big tarp.
