The Heartwood (TW) And If I Fall....

sorry to keep you waiting!

Augustus wholeheartedly believed that there would be a new face joining their group the morning before. That hope had diminished that afternoon. The boy was in a zombified state. The best thing he could do was tell him where to find the Savior. "In the east" he had whispered before departing.

He found himself in a wood void of life. The smell of death tainted the air, its trail lured him deeper. He need not bother with the rotting carcasses of rabbits, but others were less fortunate than him. Someone would follow the smell with the intent of eating and he wanted to be there when that happened. Granted Augustus was late, but that someone had not left yet.

Disgusting isn't it? he sighed as he approached.