The PlanThe idling of the bus engine rumbled through my skull like a thunderstorm. It could have just as easily been an announcement of an impending death sentence. Ahead of us stood an army of twenty soldiers, prepared to g*n us down at a moment's notice. Behind us sat the hostile lands of The Forsaken and the incoming robot army of Janero.
“So what's the plan?” Kedge asked.
Jori's eyes were ebony orbs nestled under his protruding forehead. He fixed his gaze on the army ahead with deep concentration. A low rumble emitted from his throat and I wasn't completely sure if it was a growl or a burp.
“The plan is to get you people out of here,” he explained. “Follow the riverbank southeast until you reach the narrowest point. You know you are there because there will be an old house, green in
