FIGHT THE GOOD FIGHT.

                                      SHE STOOD OUT ,  LIKE A BEACON IN THE NIGHT ,              he couldn’t help but wonder why someone who seemed highly   VULNERABLE  was resting  on  the   FOREST   floor.      perhaps ,   she’d  escaped the  loony bin  nearby.       nevertheless  ,  he felt the need to get her    far   away    from the forest as he could.    he wasn’t the  only   DANGEROUS   thing that lurked amongst the trees.      a defeated   s i g h ,   he made his way over to her  ,    cautious  like  you  would  be  with  an   injured   bird.          ❛        —    you shouldn’t be out here by yourself.    ❜     

                                      HADLEY WAS CERTAIN  SOMETHING  DARK  LURKED  IN  TOWN ,               she   just couldn’t quite place her finger on what it was.     now she was   intrigued ,  eager to figure out  who  was leaving   BODIES   in  various places.    green hues   FOCUSED  on the spot a body had been discovered ,    FAR AWAY   from civilization ,   close to a lake.      arms folded   across   her   chest   tightly  ,    she   pondered   on   what   could   have  happened  to  all   the  people   turning   up   DEAD.     ❛           interesting   —    what are your thoughts on camping out?  we could try   &   see  if  we  could  catch  whatever’s  doing  this.    oooh ,  we could even have s'mores.    ❜      murder  &  s’mores ,   hadley  was  being   RECKLESS ,  having magic  didn’t  make  her invincible.                     

         she had found a WARMTH with hunter. after months of frantic cries and constant searches for a little boy in a yellow raincoat, michelle found herself coming back when she was with him  -  she was happy again. her hands were hidden within the pockets of her shorts as she rocks back-and-forth on the balls of her feet, waiting for a mop of blonde to burst from his home. it didn’t take long. a smile breaks out on her lips as she nods, curls pulled back into a ponytail for once. ❝ ready when you are, hunter. ❞

                                       THE SPIRIT OF A LITTLE BOY FOLLOWED HIM EVERYWHERE.             he  could  only assume it was someone   CLOSE   to michelle.   the kid   rarely   left her side.    this morning had been rough on hunter ,  his home  life was something he thoroughly   AVOIDED ,  which was why it was good to be outside ,  A  W  A  Y   from it all.      a goofy grin forms on his face as he spots michelle ,  waiting eagerly for him outside his    TRAILER   TRASH   home.           ❛           michelle   —    ready  for our adventure?    ❜      if trekking to a lake was even categorised as an adventure.