Dead Weight/Issue 3

This is Issue 3 of Dead Weight ,titled Its A Set Up

"Flake, Over here!" Drake whispers harshly, signaling him over.

"What is it?" He asks, pulling his sword slowly from its carrier.

Infront of them was a camp of around 5, sitting at a fire was a old man. Pale and white haired. The rest where either gaurding or eating.

"Should we bring them back?" Drake asks, putting his hand on Flake's sword-wielding hand, to stop him taking it out any further.

"Sure...Sure...Why not..." Flake Grins.

"You hungry, I baked you up some food" A man, Donald, says to Robbie.

"Thank you..." Robbie says quietly. A plate of spagetti hoops is placed infront of him.

"Enjoy"

He stares at them, Did he really want to eat this?

Without any hesitation he throws the plate to the ground, it smashes and he groans loudly, pulling at his hair and kicking the chair he sat on over. He stumbles out the tent in a fury and walks, and walks, and walks. He soon reaches the edge of the cliff where the camp ends and the deep fall into nothing begins. He closes his eyes, takes a deep breath and...

"What happened here?" Lucy bites her lip, looking at the now destroyed tent.

"Who was in here?" Annie asks, hanging up clthe onto the clothe line outside.

Lucy picks up one of the pieces of smashed plates.

"A Mystery!" A small voice could be heard from outside the tent, She looks behind and sees a young boy, Around 8. Looking with widened eyes at the destruction.

"I think I can solve this!" The boy grins, adjusting his shirt.

"I think I know who it was," Donald says, patting the kids hair "You run off and play"

The boy groans, running off.

"That was Michael, By the way, I know who did this"

"Who?2 Lucy asks,

"It was your, friend, Robbie"

Lucy gasps, but she understood why. She quickly headed out the tent. Looking around for any signs of Robbie. She spins around a few times to look at her surroundings.

She notices deep foot prints in the sandy road, so follows them. She follows them until she comes across Robbie, looking down at the cliff

"ROBBIE!" She cries, running over to him, he looks behind his shoulder, grinning

"Hey look!" He smiles, pointing bellow him.

She jumps up onto the rocks, she looks down and noitces a monster, trying to crawl its away upto the camp...

"Come live with us, We have protection, food, supplies, everything..." Flake grins, pulling out his sword in the progress of speaking. "We have children. Elders. We can all live together!" "Its a set up!" A man shouts from behind the other survivors.

"No no, We do, come, you'll see" Flake stabs his sword into the ground, holding out his hand. "Join us..."

The gates open, in walks Flake and Drake. Drake, pale in the face. On the other hand, Flake, filled with delight.

"Did you find anyone?" Annie asks, putting her hand on her hip.

Flake nudges Drake roughly with his elbow

"oow- no. No. We did not"

Flake grins, walking to his house situated at the back of the camp.

Annie could easily see the fear in Drake's eyes. She knew something was wrong.

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Flake threw a bag of supplies onto his table. Resting down his sword and sitting in his chair. He starts counting up on his fingers, "Three...Four...Five...Six...Seven."

Seven lay dead.