FoA S3 Chapter 3

You were already lost in daylight on a road.

Now it’s getting dark and you’re in the swamp. You have no idea where anything is. There are bugs, branches, mud. It’s a nightmare. This is hell.

“What were you thinking?” you demand as you follow Vicky in the gloom.

“I was thinking that we can’t go to jail right now,” Vicky replies.

“Fuck jail. Now we’re going to prison,” you snap.

“Adella, the Dark Dames just started a war. The club needs us. We won’t do them any good from a cell, and I don’t know what that cop was going to do,” Vicky adds over her shoulder. “Calm down.”

“We’re fucking lost in a swamp!”

Vicky turns around, and you can see just enough of her face to tell that she’s working hard to be patient with you. She puts her hand on your bare shoulder. “Adella, you need to be cool. You had your chance to get out. Now take a breath.” She turns and points. “I saw a power line. One of the really big ones. If we follow that, we’ll be okay. It’ll suck, but we’ll be okay. We’re going to do what we have to do to get back to Gurlberg. That’s all that matters right now. We have to warn the others.”

You take that in and try to get yourself under control.

“Sorry,” you say.

“It’s OK. It’s a shitty day,” Vicky replies, starting off again.

“You really think they want a war?” you ask, feeling nausea coming on despite the fact that you are incredibly hungry and thirsty. Ingrid’s face is in your mind again. So is the feel of her body.

“Doesn’t matter if they want it, they’ve got it.” Vicky’s reply is immediate and matter of fact. This is not something that she can be talked out of, and you can’t imagine Stef disagreeing with her. You are still relatively new to Free Gurls, but you know the rules of the game. If someone fucks around, there is an obligation to make sure that they find out. Do the Dark Dames think they can get away with this?

“Think that cop’s working with them?” you ask.

“I’m thinking it,” Vicky confirms.

“That’s why they didn’t kill us.”

“Probably.”

Killing you and Vicky would have gotten rid of two Free Gurls, but doing all this created confusion that the Dark Dames can exploit. They don’t want the Free Gurls thinking clearly, they want them enraged or panicking. The plan is working so far.

“Hold up,” Vicky says, grabbing you. There’s a light ahead.

A light and… music. Someone’s out here in the swamp, and they’re listening to Lana Del Rey.