If you need to jump to a chapter, you can do one of two things.

1. You could go to all the chapters on the side and use those to get to your chapter. (If your new, go to chapter one. Its under July)

2. You could go to the bottom and search the next chapter in the search engine

(Also, once you're done with a chapter, click on Newer post and the next chapter will come up.

Saturday, August 18, 2012

Chapter 25: Welcome Back

](Authors Note: Molly hasn't written for a while and although we were planning on her writing this chapter, shes on vacation. So please don't mind the delay. She will be back soon.)

    I had made it, even though the witch had led me here, I had made it. I had to find the ladders. So I started walking. I started moving left, walking quickly and quickly. I wanted to get to the enterence without stopping or revealing myself. I walked in such a way, that I had to think about every step.
     I was still suffering from hunger, thirst, and exhaustion. I needed a kit kat bar and some Dr. Pepper basically. I was out of it. I mean, yeah, I was walking across the Retreat with ease suprisingly but it wouldn't last, eventually I would run out of energy. I would have to pace myself if I was going to get to where I was going. I mean, I had a really bad feeling I had a walk.
    I looked at the wall, full of interest of what secrets it held within it. I had heard Molly talk about how the Masks were a terrible group of people, and from what I had seen, it was terrible. But what other secrets had it had. I mean, every thorn protects something beautiful. What were the roses of the Society of Masks? There had to be some. I just had to exploit them.
     I finally found a ladder. I had thought about the Society of Masks the whole way. It had been a two hour walk. I had finally found my way though. From here on, the journey to find Molly would be a sinch.
    I climbed the ladder, looking for any signs of life up top. A guard, maybe a video camera hidden, something that would give me away. The whole way up there was none. I looked for the ladder to go down and instantly found it. I was hoping the safety going up would be repeated going down. But with my luck, probably not. I looked down the ladder, scared of what I would see. Supprisingly nothing. Just some eerie buildings. Even during the day everything was dark. It was disturbingly dark and discreet. Nobody was outside at all, not even patroll. I was actually a little scared.
    I got down to the ground, looking for anybody. But nobody was outside. From what I could see, nothing was outside. The buildings surrounding me were destroyed, mashed to crumbles. I then looked at the pathway in front of me. It almost looked like a road actually. I decided to walk it. The whole way I could see destruction and chaos. I looked towards a building that was actually in tact. Opening the door, there was nothing inside. I saw a shelf, and a long hallway that led into two doors. I walked down too the doors and went right. Inside the door was a body, or actually more like a skeleton. It had died a long time ago.
    I closed the door and went into the one on the left where I found a bathroom with a skeleton in the bath tub. Everything was like a nuke had went off, (Trust me... That was one of the dreams I lived over and over again.) and a big one at that. I also found a huge sink. I tested it, to see if I could have my first drink of water for days. It worked, and I drank. Looks like my lucks changing.
    I walked outside, a little water-logged from all of the water I had drank, considering how hungery I was. I then continued down the road. From all I could see, everything was rubble, ashes, and dead bodies as I saw skeletons scattered across the road. I walked and walked and walked. I saw nothing else in tact at all. Everything was dead, ghostly, baren. Nothing was left. Where was Molly, her captor, the surgery where they placed the masks? I couldn't see any operations I saw when I was there the first time. I looked, and nothing was there. All the evidence of the Masks, or Molly being here, was gone.