Chosen By The Moon.
Chapter 168
Dylan POV.
1 felt my body toss and turn to try and get comfy, while my sleeping mind conjured up hallucinations of king Josh torturing me 1 couldn’t have been asleep for more than 2 hours when my own screams of pure terror woke me.
I jolted up in bed, gasping for breath while frantically looking at my unfamiliar surroundings, sweat poured from my body as I tried to regain my senses. Remembering slowly that I had managed to enter the rebellions base.
The sunlight was seeping in through the window to the RV I was in, but the confined space of it was making my heartbeat erratically faster than before, I had been locked up so much recently that I needed to feel the fresh air in order to truly feel safe, and this RV was causing a previously unknown feeling of claustrophobia to take over me.
1 instantly scrambled out of from under the bed sheets and bolted to the door, throwing it open in my haste. The warm air enveloped me as I clumsily tumbled down the little steps outside and pushed my body up off the floor. Both my head and my back then quickly leaned and rested on the RV wall, as my hand came up to clench the fabric of the T- shirt that rested on my chest over my heart.
My panic cased ever so slightly as I fought to even my breath out. Even when I was away from him, the king was still tormenting me.
After a solid 20 minutes of just breathing and trembling I managed to just about calm myself. I must have looked completely psychotic as I mumbled to myself over and over again that the king in fact was not there, and couldn’t hurt me physically anymore.
I don’t
n’t think it had quite sunk in yet that I was in fact free. Every fibre of my being was anticipating king Josh finding me, and I knew that if he did manage to locate me then I really would wish for death.
It was My stomach that actually managed to bring me out of my dark thoughts as it growled loudly, the hand clutching at my chest lowered instantly to my stomach dragging a sigh out with the movement. I was starving again.
It was a known fact that I had a lot of catching up to do in regards to basic human needs. I needed nutrients, and I needed sleep, one of which I knew I wasn’t going to get. One last long breath escaped my lungs and my head turned to
view the area I was in.
It was completely unfamiliar to me, but the large medical tent was directly in front of me. It was a fair walk away, but one long straight line of a walk and I would be right outside it. I vaguely knew my way from there.
I recalled being told where the dining tent was and slowly began to make my way to it. I was unsure about the time of day but if I hadn’t in fact been asleep for that long then breakfast should have still been getting served.
And it was good that might be able to calm me down fully.
After another good 10 minutes of walking I made it to the largest tipi in the entire camp. It was bustling with people holding trays full of plates of food and chatting idly amongst themselves. I hadn’t seen anywhere as lively in the entirety of the new world, in fact, I genuinely didn’t even know people could still be so care free.
I entered slowly and was met with the scent of freshly cooked food which made my mouth instantly begin to salivate.