Dawn
We leave the camp behind us as we head toward the plantation. The once beautiful lawn is overgrown and the well-kept flowerbeds are riddled with weeds. No one has taken care of this place in months.
“Why would they just abandon all of this?” Drew asks.
“I don"t think they did,” I say. “We know that the Rebels in England have been winning their battles for a while now. The troops here probably stopped getting reinforcements and supplies. They would"ve left a skeleton crew to guard the camp and make sure the harvests were done, but not to take care of the grounds.”
We"re about to cross the lawn when we hear the unmistakable sound of gunfire and bullets start penetrating the ground around us. We take off running toward the barn for cover. I"m the last one to dive in through the door,
