Brodie
The Day of Esme’s Disappearance
Nightfall had been hours before, and there was no sign of trouble anywhere. I headed back to the camp to check on Esme and told everyone to get some rest. The only exception was the guard duty, which I doubled. I wasn’t taking any chances, not with Esme being so weak. She had been through too much and I would have been dead if it wasn’t for her. I had come round as she healed me. It nearly cost her life to save mine. As soon as I could get up, I checked her over, but there were no signs of life. I felt like every drop of blood drained out of me at that moment. Regardless of having little hope, I carried her back to camp.
Jackson checked her over and agreed there was nothing we could do. I was sure her dad would have some idea, but he was beside hi
