posted on Oct, 29 2008 @ 02:44 PM
After awhile, Maggie led John down the road to her house. The normal
twenty minute walk took an hour as they dodged and evaded sniffer
teams. Once, they sat concealed in the brush as a three-man crew walked
so close to them that they were sure their own breathing would give them
away. They listened to the men's conversation as they passed.
"Probably dead at the bottom of that hole that used to be a house", one of
them was saying. "I can't believe the sons-of-bitches were still alive after
so much exposure to Strewer." "We found nothing else alive within a two
mile radius, nothing, not even a bug, or a bird, or anything!"
When it was clear again, John and Maggie finished their trek downhill to
her place. Entering, they bolted all the doors and windows and sat
quietly still for half an hour, hoping they would not be followed.