Snippet #2236577

Fletcher panicked when the two zombie pagelings started to attack the car, but the other Guardian fought them off. As soon as he and the other girl were in the back seat, Fletcher slammed on the accelorator, going as fast as the speed limit would allow.

“The park, the park, where’s the park?” He muttered. “Oh, yeah…” He turned a couple times before pulling into the park. Slowing and pulling into a parking spot, He let out a huge breath. What in the world was going on? Was that lady Fallen? Was she controlling those Pagelings? Were the Pagelings even alive? What would have happened had that Guardian not been there? Would he have died? He didn’t want to think about that. There were too many things to think about. He rubbed his face with his hands and let out a huge sigh.

“Two things,” He began, mainly directing his speech toward the Guardian. “What are your guy’s names? I’m Fletcher. Two, where is your Guardian friend?” Fletcher climbed out of the car and went to the trunk, grabbing his crossbow he used for emergencies as he waited for an answer.