Chapter 4: Smeared Blood and ChickenAiden and Jason walked a lot further than what Jason would consider ‘just through these woods here’ but at last, they made it to the cabin. Tom and Tristan were already there, waiting for them, but Jason couldn’t see Biscuit anywhere.
“Where is he?” He should’ve spent more of his gym time running because his voice came out all breathy, and that was not something he liked.
Both Tom and Tristan gave him condescending looks, not that he could tell in the dark, but that was the feeling he got.
“He’s in the car.” Tom shifted his weight.
Jason looked around. He couldn’t see a car. “And where is it?”
“I parked by the road, didn’t want to block the driveway.”
Didn’t want to block the driveway? Biscuit had been out in the cold for hours, and they’d left him
