Chapter 12, Rachel stays put and awaits the sun

Megan Blake was many, many things. But an idiot was not one of them. She knew that she would be pushing her luck to try to find anybody else tonight. Years of enjoying the wilderness in her life told her she would be lucky not to lose herself if she tried much else but for the sun rose.

Only other way would be if one of the Commune residents found her.

Not something she wanted to bet money on happening. She looked around. Unless she intended to sit in the middle of the road, there was nothing. So, as much as it was probably not the best thing to do, she had to move a little further down the trail.

After a few minutes she saw a group of rocks to the side of the trail. Some of them were the right height to sit on. She removed the loose debris from a couple and checked around. It was not perfect, but she was pretty sure nothing in these particular woods intended to eat her. So settled in for the night.

It took her long enough but eventually she did fall asleep.

Morning inevitable came. She awoke shortly after that. A short stretch reminded her why she never had made it a habit to sleep on rocks. Still, she was female. And a Blake. This meant she could be even more stubborn then the world thought men were. She targeted this stubbornness to getting out of these woods and going home.

Maybe she’d care if she ran across any of last night’s participants. She still was not sure.

A short chapter, but I kinda of wrote myself into a corner. So I thought I would give Rachel (and you readers) a choice:

Has Megan had enough? If So, chapter 13

If she was going to try to see some benefit from all this, chapter 14