Chapter 111: We Got Lucky

Maeve

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Robbie was holding me and Rowan to his chest, his body trembling as he took deep, strained breaths. The dust was clearing, the forest floor now visible through pockets of fog and debris. I blinked, my eyes ringing so violently it made my headache.

Rowan was fighting to free himself from Robbie’s grasp. Robbie let him go, and Rowan fell to his knees, coughing so hard his eyes began to water.

We were soaked from the rain and covered in mud. I looked around, turning in Robbie’s direction to face what was left of the entrance to the tunnel.

The hill was nothing but a pile of shattered stone and broken trees. I closed my eyes.

It was over-and at a tremendous cost.

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“We have to go in for them,” I whispered weakly, unable to hide the pain in my voice. I hadn’t yet registered what had happened.

“Aye, we will. I think I can… I can move some of the rocks out of the way. I think-”

Rowan was already frantically pulling rocks from the entrance, screaming curses as he ripped splintered tree branches from the rubble. He was calling for Hanna, his voice

so desperate it brought hot, painful tears to my eyes. I swallowed against my own fear and grief.

The three of us had been the only ones to make it out.

The trees rustled above us, their bare branches scratching against each other. The forest seemed to moan, the sound echoing through the clearing sounding almost like the cry of a woman, someone hurt.

Someone dying.

Robbie held me close as a huge, violent gust of wind whipped through the space, nearly knocking us over. I knew it was her, Tasia, and as soon as the wind ceased, the sky gave way to stillness once more…

I knew she was gone. Dead.

“Troy,” I cried, turning into Robbie’s chest as I began to cry.

“Were gonna get ’em,” Robbie assured me, but his voice betrayed his words. I could tell he was sure we would find them, but whether or not they were alive after being buried under several feet of rock and dirt was something he wasn’t confident in.

“Damn it!” Rowan cried as he began to toss rocks bigger than his head away from the pile of rubble. His hands were bloodied, torn, and oozing red as he dug and dug and dug.

Robbie let me go and went to him, leaving me standing in the clearing. I watched Robbie begin to move some of the bigger rocks out of the way, waiting, holding my breath.

I heard barking.

I looked around, unsure in which direction it came from. I heard it again, and this time Rowan and Robbie noticed as well. Robbie began to pull rocks away from the pile at a speed

that seemed unnatural. He bellowed at Rowan, telling my brother to get out of the way as he began to pull on the exposed roots of one of the trees that used to cover the hill.

the way-he jumped up to help and the two men pulled

split second to jump out of its path before several large boulders broke loose from the pile and crashed onto

out of the corner of my eye, turning my attention to the large hole that was exposed in the pile of rubble, and saw Duck poke

falling to my knees. Voices began to rise from the hole, and Robbie left Rowan to nurse his foot, jumping back onto the pile of

someone, and

she said with a little laugh, “Ethan’s next

He was covered in mud and dust, his hair standing on end and his

winching and cursing as he walked out into the center

next, turning around to pull Keaton up. He said something to Robbie, and Robbie nodded in agreement before disappearing

smiling, and took what looked like the first deep breath he had taken in a long,

him as he stumbled around the clearing. He locked eyes

He looked around the clearing, his eyes settling on each of

man of few words. He motioned towards Mom, stopping

fought against the dense thickets of

looked at me, shrugging her

you okay?” she asked

veins, keeping me upright. “Okay. I’m going to-to go after him. Your dad is

“A giant crab?”

and I used to call each other as children in lieu of something more aggressive or naughty when we were vexed. She walked over to me, embracing me fully. She reached up, wiping the tears from my cheeks before kissing me soundly on the temple, resting her

I could

her hand down my back before taking her leave, her body instantly replaced by Troy’s, who pulled me into a tight

as he pressed me

and bruises I had would likely be healed by now.

the tunnel caved in, but that’s

want to get

We will.”

alone. Rowan was nowhere to be seen, and

“Is she dead? Hanna?”

then shook

not dead.

summoned her, I saw Rowan emerge from the tunnel, holding a limp Hanna in his arms. He had her

around him, noticing the blood on Hanna’s

tried to heal

go home,” Rowan

without saying a

said dryly, dusting dirt from the pants he

held up

don’t know where he went.” Keaton crossed his arms

was

in there, exactly?” Robbie asked, glancing from

took a deep breath, glancing at Troy

and Hanna, but that broken door fell on them first, blocking the rocks from crushing them. We just… we just waited. It was

and Rowan started pulling the rocks away. Hanna refused to leave. She kept saying it wasn’t over. She was scared, trying to dream…

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