Two months later July 25th, 2020

We followed the trail Hoping they didn't go far but that was a false hope. After ten hours we found a place to stay for the night next to an old burnt up tree "hey David grab some wood so that we can start a fire" I said as I was pulling out the salted up boar meat "Alright I reckon this will work for the fire" David said while carrying large pieces of dry wood. Later that night when David was sleeping I thought about the trail of footprints and blood from cross's scalp that separated from an old cracked road. For some reason, it reminded me of an old poem I can't quite remember what it said but it went something like this "I walk this path through the yellow would to where it splits and I take the path less traveled by" If only I could remember how it really went. I layed thinking about the poem until my eyes grew heavy and closed.

The next morning I and David got up and hurried to find my lost friend and his brother. It took 3 miles before We got there but when-we did horror filled our eye's for nothing could prepare us for this frightening scene. We found burned up bodies impaled by long sharpened sticks in front of a large Wooden wall with a large trail of old blood leading In we could hear the Cannibal chanting strange words we've never heard before. We decided to sneak in and follow the fresh blood. As we entered we notice large primal huts made from sticks and human bone. I was so disturbed that I was left speechless. Then we found him. He was laying on a large table made from the-bone of animals his body was laid out and tied down with what looked to be hair. He had been cut open and mutilated. His heart lungs and eyes had been removed and he had the word Hemvac carved into his for head. David fell to his knees in horror as tears began to flood out of his eyes I then gently hugged him "I'm sorry David I'm so sorry" I said while forcing back my tears "we need-to get him out of here we can give him a proper grave" I told David. We quickly untied his arms and legs and started to pick him up until we heard a beastly screech. We quickly turned to-see a man like a creature with horns protruding from its head But the most Startling thing was that the creature had no eyes its eye sockets were nonexistent. It started to make Clicking sounds Letting us know that it was using echolocation to see Once we knew this We stood incredibly still. The creature started to walk towards us and flashed its teeth in order to frighten us but we remained still. After a couple minutes the creature finally left we slowly Carried Cross's body out of the cannibal's camp

We began to find our way out before we left I heard it "hemvac hemvac hemmmvac" it just kept repeating. The voice started to silence as-we got further away until finally, I couldn't hear it anymore. Once We got back we held a funeral in honor of Cross. For five weeks we heard nothing but crying and weeping coming from David's cabin which had been made of dried wood it had a fireplace made from clay and stone the door was taken from an old abandoned warehouse south of where we were staying you'd be surprised by how crafty David was before the death of his brother Cross who was now buried in his backyard. When David finally left the safety of his cabin I could tell how restless he had become due-to the darkening under his eyes and the way he slowly moved it was almost as if he was limping.

I inched toward him and began to talk to him with a silent weary voice "David are you alright" He began to stare at me his eyes filled with anger "you let him die y..y..you no good for nothin coward If we didn't stop to rest We c...c.....could of saved him" David yelled in a raspy voice. He then tackled me and started to hit me repeatedly I pushed him Off and began to yell "I'm not going to fight you David" he slowly bent down and grabbed a large rock that-he then bashed me in the head with. I then fell to-the ground I could feel blood slowly dripping Across my face. I then heard a scream I looked over to-see David pinning Jennifer to the ground and kissing her neck while unzipping his pants she started to cry. I quickly drew the 1911 I had found in an old burned down gun shop a week after Cross had died I aimed and Fired David quickly Dropped I began to cry as my Best Friend laid there dying I stood up and Jennifer ran to me and hugged me she was still crying "shhh it's going to-be alright Jennifer I'm here" I whispered to Jennifer. I walked over to David as he was choking on his own blood before he had died he worked out the Words "I'm sorry Tim I'm so sorry" I could see in his eyes that he was scared so I kneeled down and held his hand as he slowly died in front of me. The next day We held a funeral We had buried him next to his brother. I looked around to-see That very little people were actually crying but I understood. No one knew him like I did not even his mother to me he was more than a friend he was a brother. I stood up to say a couple Words for my now dead brother "Today is a truly sad day as I was forced to kill not a friend but my own brother. David was truly a good guy whose intentions were always pure until..... he...he lost his way when his brother died. He had lost his faith and sanity but don't let that stain your Memory of him as he has helped us all through something" a tear rolled down my cheek as I began to cry. Jennifer stood up and walked over to me she hugged me and said I love you. I held on tighter and promised myself I'd never let anything happen to her.