Title- Intruder

Author- OroKabuLover

Rating- T

Author's Note- Chapter 13!

I went in the direction of the abandoned forest-fire station, pushing against the door, finding it jammed. I slammed my body against the door before it flung open.

Thankfully it was bright enough to see. Moss and dust covered the floors and counters. I immediately began opening drawers and cabinets, finding them empty. I came across one that had a padlock on it. I slammed the flashlight against it, the titanium shell of the light tore through the flimsy lock as it fell to the ground. I flung the cabinet door open, smiling as I pulled out a clip of ammunition that was resting inside. I stuffed it into my pocket, happy with myself that I had already found one.

I had two more clips and my night vision goggles left to find. I stood up and left the building, trying to think if there were any other buildings or places around the area. I headed down to the rangers station, keeping my eye out for anything on the way. By now the sun was starting to go down, causing my to sprint, not wanting to be caught out in the dark.

By the time I reached the ranger's station, it was almost dark. I opened the door, finding it empty as well. I flipped on the light switch, sighing in relief as the long lights kicked on after flickering a few times. I smiled and began going through the cupboards and cabinets once again, searching for either another clip or my goggles, finding everything empty. I left and closed the door snugly behind me. I flipped my flashlight on and began walking, heading down to the river, being careful of where I stepped.

My breath was visible in the air, slightly warming my face as I walked. The only half-full moon shone overhead, my hands starting to feel numb.

I wasn't exactly sure where I was at, I just listened for the sound of running water, trying to hear it over the sound of the crickets or my stomach growling. I kept walking, wondering why it was taking me so long to get there, it wasn't this long of a walk... was it?

After a while I stopped, shaking my head and rubbing my eyes.

"I mist be hallucinating," I said, staring in disbelief as the rangers station stood in front of me. "I know I was walking straight... how did I end up here then?" I wondered, not noticing that the flashlight was dimming.

I turned and decided to go home, I could always search for them tomorrow. The cold was really starting to get to me now, my ears were frozen, my inner ears were aching, my nose dripping and my lips were shaking. I cursed myself as the flashlight turned off, plunging me into darkness. I almost hadn't even noticed, as it was dimming at such a low rate.

I smacked it against my hand, which was numb, trying desperately to get it to work again. It flickered a few times before cutting out for good. I sighed and put it into my jacket pocket, slowly walking forward, trying not to trip. "No... no way..." I groaned, the small light outside the rangers station standing in front of me.

I grabbed the doorknob, finding it locked now. I yelled out in frustration before sitting on the wooden bench out front.

My toes were numb inside of my boots, my whole face was cold as well as my fingers. I stuffed them in my pocket, trying to warm them up My stomach growled loudly, I rocked back and forth on the bench, trying to get my blood moving, low on energy from not eating anything. When was the last time I ate? Let's see... I hadn't eaten that day... McDonalds... delicious McDonalds. Over 36 hours ago, my stomach begged for something, anything. I felt tired, drained completely.

I rested back on the bench, wondering what time it was. How many hours would pass before the rangers showed up for work and found me? Would I have frozen to death by then? Maybe. Maybe not. I closed my eyes and sighed before pulling the top of my jacket up over my nose, trying to keep any warmth from my breaths in. Why didn't I buy a jacket with a hood? I was almost asleep when I heard footsteps.

Footsteps meant someone was around, meaning I could get help. I tried to open my eyes and called out for help, but my body denied me. I tried to move, flinch, kick, anything that would attract attention. I groaned softly as I felt myself being picked up. I would have smiled if my lips weren't so dry and cracked. I could feel the body heat radiating from whoever picked me up. It slightly burnt against my frozen cheek, which was almost numb.

"You'll get pneumonia." I shuddered slightly, not sure if it was from the cold or from His voice, but it warmed me up a bit. I nodded stiffly against His chest. "A smart person would have brought a hat and some gloves," He chided as He carried me off, "I enjoyed watching your reaction though as you noticed you couldn't leave." I nodded again, the warmth from His body slowly heating mine. I heard Him open the front door then closing it behind him. "It appears your couch has been claimed." It didn't surprise me, Masky was probably tired, I had no clue what time it was, but I guessed it was late. I felt Him walk through the house before gently placing me down on my bed.

1:47.

He pulled the heavy fleece blanket over me, knowing I couldn't do it on my own, not with my fingers being as numb as they were. I didn't even bother attempting to remove my shoes. I heard Him walk back down the hall, most likely to check on the teen that was sound asleep on my couch. I pulled the blanket further up onto my face as I heard the front door open, then close again for the night.