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“Where.. Where did they go…? Guys?” Martyns voice grew louder with everytime he called out, running through the forest trees. “Guys! Oh my god I lost them… fuck…” his breathing was quick as he ran through the forest, looking for his group. They had stupidly gone out through the night, now his poor sight in the dark was catching up. Stupid darkness.. fuck. Was he breathing fast from his very little cardio or the panic and adrenaline going through him.
He closed his eyes as he ran quickly through the forest, the sounds of the undead feeling as if they were cornering him. Every sound was so loud, even the sound of his own footsteps on the path were loud. He felt sick. Sick. Sick sick sick. He opened his eyes as he moved to the side of the path, his body rejecting everything he had eaten before, coughing as everything came up. He had never ran so much before. Never panicked so much before.
This was so unbecoming of a noble man. Papa would be so mad, probably smack some sense into him and yell at him. Even his sparring practice nevr left him this breathless and sick. As he stood he wiped his mouth, looking around as he looked around. If only the doctor was here… even if he was dramatic he would be better than anything. He felt so dizzy, his breathing still fast, dots in his vision as it blurred from tears. “Not again.. please.” He whimpered, starting to walk the path again. He didn’t know if he was walking closer or further from oaksaurt.
Hearing noises drawing closer to him he pulled his sword out, his breathing shaky as his body trembled, “show yourself!” He yelled, hand trembling as he held his sword. Nothing answered him, only the crack of a stick behind him. He turned around at the sound, slowly walking closer, breathing quick and quiet as he gulped.
“Martyn? Is that ye?” A voice spoke from beside him and he spun quickly, sword pointed.
He was a wreck from Rens point of view. Vomit dripping from the corner of his mouth, breathing so rough and quick, sickening paleness, tears that Martyn probably didn’t even know were there.
“Ren…”
(Do I make another chapter?)