My eyes followed the men as they talked in front of us. They looked happy and even proud that they caught the Devil.
The one and only Devil, the boogyman from the stories they tell their children.
My eyes followed the men that were talking there, other than the six that brought us here there additional four at the post.
The others that had soraunded us before stayed behind to continue the patrolling, I guess.
My eyes darted around us, looking for any changes to the familiar place.
This is the west security post,
Darien and I spent a few nights here.
When we were teenagers no one really used the post for anything more than a meeting point or place for teens to meet.
The patrolling teams didn't really need them, because no one tried to attack the pack and the controlling the borde
