Chapter 5
Jon
Stanton, ten years old going on eleven, skulked from shadow to shadow as the
sun slid beneath the earth. He kept a
careful eye out for the monsters that had come to Gander’s Gulch.
He
had no idea if his parents lived. Every
scream that rang out made him cringe, thinking perhaps it was one of them being
captured and eaten alive like had happened to so many. Every gunshot made him hope it was them too,
fighting off the monsters and surviving to someday find him.
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