Slave: Zero Chapter 8: Chapter 8

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Eric was adrift in his mind, not knowing what to make of the situation. What's happening? He thought, as it rings across his mind. "Am I gonna Die." "No, no, I don't want to die." "I want to live." "I just want to see my mom. Just one last time." He thought, each thought echoing in his mind. "Eric." "Eric." "Eric." "What is that sound? Is someone calling me." "Eric." Then Eric felt a sharp sting against his cheek. As his eyelids slowly opened he could see Akeer on top of him, gripping his face with one hand. Eric steered up at her, at her brown eyes. And she steered back down at him. This time they didn't break eye contact. They steered at each other for several seconds until she uttered these words. "They're so pretty." But after saying this she immediately snapped back to reality and got off him. "Sorry, I just wanted to wake you up. You were sleeping for a long time." She said, wiping away the tears that still leaked down from her eyes, but slowly. Eric sat up, rubbing his eyes, and asked. "What day is it today?" "It's thursday." She responded. "So I slept through all of yesterday." She nodded. Then the memories flooded back into Eric's mind. From Atem getting burned, to the man and the family getting brutally killed, and to him getting knocked out by hitting his head on the ground. His brain was on now, he fully registered everything that happened. "What happened to Atem? Is he ok." She nodded as tears began to leak down her face profusely. "Are you ok?" Eric asked. "I'm fine. But his face is completely burnt and his nose is just hanging off his face. But." She stifles, just barely keeping herself together. "He will live." She said, her face twitching. Eric was about to get up and give her a hug, but Thon came into the room. "You're awake." "Is he awake?" Akeer quickly asked. "He is sleeping. I covered his face in bandages from the first aid kit." She sighed, and slumped down in a corner, hugging her arms and crying on her legs. "Listen Akeer we need to go out and get some food and some medical supplies from a store or pharmacy. Because we have nothing to ea." "No." She yelled, cutting him off. "Listen to me, I'm fine without eating, but what about Atem? He needs medical supplies, I checked the whole building and there aren't any left. You and Eric need to come with me so we bring as much as we can." He said. "Then who's going to stay with Atem." "We have to leave him." "No." "Stop being stubborn, Akeer. Do you want his face to get infected." "I'm not being stubborn, what if some people come in here and kill him. Or what if they come in and barricade the whole place and we can't get in. Or what if we get taken by the soldiers, and Atem would have to stay here by himself, suffering in this place, until he dies. I can't do it. I can't leave him?" She said, her voice growing weaker. Thon sighed. Knowing he will never convince her to take the risk. "I'll go with you." Eric said, hand still trembling, but he hides it behind him. "Alright. The soldiers are patrolling the streets, so be quiet and don't let them see you." Eric nodded. Thon left the room and fanned him over to help push a huge shelf away from a broken window. Thon jumped through first then Eric. Then they quickly ran across the street into an alleyway. Thon gestured to Eric to be quiet and follow right behind him, and Eric did. As they were walking they would regularly stop and look around to make sure there weren't any soldiers nearby. "Thon, do you know what happens if we get caught." Thon stopped walking and turned to look at Eric. "No. But we are children so they should send us to some kind of detention camp, I think. But that's if we get caught." He said. Eric nodded. "Are you scared?" He asked. Eric paused for a moment before responding. "Yes. …Yes I am afraid, but I'm fine." "I know I'm going to sound a way for saying this, but we aren't going to die. They can't kill children, so we will be ok." Thon said. "How are." Gunshots and Screams fill the air. "Get d