The wind is so sharp it cuts right through my clothes and my entire body feels like it’s coated in a layer of ice. I shiver, and Axl’s eyes dart toward me. He frowns, and I do my best to keep my face expressionless so he doesn’t worry. Above us, the sun has almost set, and the forest is covered in shadows. It makes me nervous, not knowing where we’re headed or if we can really trust the man in front of us. “Almost there,” Brady calls over his shoulder. He walks faster than I would have thought, and he hasn’t slowed his pace since we set out. He may be a bit different, but it’s easy to see how he’s made it this long. He’s determined and strong. It’s probably a result of having to work hard to prove himself his whole life. When the neighborhood finally comes into view, Angus spits and shakes his head. “You see this shit?” I blink, thinking it’s has to be a dream, but I can’t make myself talk so I can respond to Angus.
