Heather Sowalla
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( Oct. 5, 2013)
We had just stepped out of the bunker and taken a few steps into the forest when we realized the giant mistake that we had made. Behind us lighting up the night sky was a brilliant flaming orange inferno of what used to be Daniel’s house. Everything that he had ever known was up in flames and it was all I could do to keep him from dropping everything and running towards his now fully engulfed house. But, worse than the fact that the house was on fire was the fact that we were completely and utterly surrounded by large muscular men.
We could try to make a run for it, but there were so many of them that I doubted we could get more than a few steps before they would be upon us. It was time to face facts, we were surrounded and there was no way we were getting out of here alive.