I ran after them. Tears streamed down my face. A scream tore out of my throat. "CYRUS!!" I tripped, and conked my head off a rock. The world went dark.

I was in the woods. Sara was sick, and I had to hunt for food. I collapsed. The hunger was getting to me. I heard a sound,probably a bear. "Oh, let it get me," I moaned. To my surprise, a girl probably three years older than me appeared out of the bushes.

She knelt down beside me. "Are you okay?" She wore a worried expression. I barely nodded. "Here," she handed me two squirrels. "My name is Danielle. What's yours?" "Lana."

I woke up, and gingerly touched the giant lump on my head. For awhile Danielle considered me as a little kid, but eventually I gained her respect, and her friendship.I was ten at the time,that was six years ago.

My head was clear now. I have to go to the jail, I thoughts. I slowly stood. I stumbled. My head was pounding. I slowly walked toward the jail, but it was pretty far away.

I forced myself to walk faster. I stumbled onto a road. Tire tracks? I thought. I don't even remember what cars looked like. I followed them until I reached town. The jail wasn't far. I finally stumbled into the office. "Hello," the peacekeeper said. "Hi, I'm here to see Cyrus."

"Ah, yes, come with me." I followed him, but I stumbled. He caught me, and attached something to my head,"This will help heal your head," he told me. For the second time that day I passed out.

For the first time instead of having a memory I had a dream, actually it was a nightmare. I watched as a woman made Cyrus get to his knee, with a gun in her hand. The woman looked at me,"MOM?!" I yelled. My mom was going to kill Cyrus. "NO!!" I shrieked as my mom pulled the trigger. As Cyrus fell to the ground, she lifted the gun and shot me in the stomach.

I woke up, and touched my stomach. No bullet hole. The lump on my head was gone. The man helped me up, but I didn't feel dizzy anymore. "Did you have any nightmares?" he asked."Yeah, why?" "That happens to people, the scientists in Colorado would like to study it."

"Come with me." he took me to the jail part, and I immediately ran to the room that had Cyrus. I put my head against the bars. Cyrus looked me,"Lana?" he whispered. "Yes, it's me Cyrus." I looked at the peacekeeper,"What's your name?" I asked him. "Sam," he replied. "Well Sam, you know he's not guilty."

"Yes, I thought so. He doesn't have the attitude of someone that's killed people, but everyone else thinks he's a murderer. I've grown quite fond of this boy of yours. I'll do everything I can to save him." "Wait is he still sick?" "No I gave him medicine." With that Sam left the room.

Cyrus showed me his leg. "Sam gave me medicine all the way from Colorado. I think when I'm gone you should stay with him." "Don't talk like that I'm going to get you out of here."