Trails

Epilogue

The morning was warm. The cops just got done making the rounds. A creepy feel filled the air. They had been a lot of prison outbreaks, but none like this. It was unusual just to be let out the back door. Crazy if you would think it. They didn't care who or why. They had hoped they would never find out. The two had started there way to the trail that was close by. It was open morning to night, but some spots twenty-four hours. It was home to the homeless and to the river people if you could find them.

"It's getting dark out here still I don't wanna risk fire light ." The prisoner said.

"We just gotta make it a month." John said. "Then north bound we are."

John and Tommy was two down on there luck escapees, as the saying goes. John a tall, strong, and young fellow. Tommy a small, short, rather large man. Done nothing wrong except get falsely accused, capitol offenses. Been together in good times and struggles now in for a fight of there lives. In the end, they knew they had to find out the reason, but why would they want to. Tommy started on the make shift shelter. Johnny suddenly heard a crack behind the bushes besides them. He went out to look around the camp site they had made.

"Nothing to worry about!' Tommy yelled.

"Quiet. "Johnny said. "Just wanna make sure, especially with the river people."

"Okay, just relax we made it." he replied." They'll almost be settled in or ready to move let them pass us by, okay."

"I will, but you know I gotta check! What if it's something else, something more?" Johnny reminded him. " Have you heard of the hauntings that has tortured the river people?"

The river people were not dangerous, but could be in our heads. They were different and strong. They believed in all mother or Gaia, as some would have thought. The fear to protect the riverside amongst them was unreal. The feeling they had as they prayed now introduced by these new evils they had. The two that had come! The two that lay camp by there village. They had to worry and pray for there safety.

"The sites, clear." John said.

He didn't know that the river people were aware of them. He was shocked beyond belief that it was, so quiet outside. He had at least thought that the homeless would give a stir from there presence. The feeling outside had him on edge. He began to wonder if it was his own paranoid mind. It was time to rest a bit.

"Be quiet." the one homeless woman cried.

"I will honey." he replied "I swear, I won't again.

"They are other people trying to hide to." she said.

In the shock of the twos arrival they had noticed changes. Police had been making more rounds everyday. If the two was the two from the break out. They would have to try to turn them in, but what if they were dangerous. The risk being, too. It was to great. The danger they felt unbelievable. The government might offer a reward at least food for sometime. It might be able to get the off the riverside.

"Everyone is quiet now." she reminded " Go to sleep!"

In the light of it all, the police had started making there night routine. The pair had always made it easy on one another, but for some reason they had more of an urgency to look from there supervisors. Not knowing the reason why they checked harder and longer, but could not find anything.