POV (ALEC)
The crackling of the fire, and the rustling of everyone setting up for the night, was the only noise I could hear while my mind was racing with too many thoughts. It was hard to accept so much had been misunderstood and I was getting the sense that the world I had believe was only one way was something completely different. Like the layers of my subconscious, the more I peeled back, the closer I was to the truth and yet there was a part of me that did not wish to venture much further into that abyss.
"What are you thinking about?" Bryan said, as he came over carrying a bundle of fire wood, while I stirred a pot of beef stew in front of me. I had given everyone a task, or a distraction, in the hopes that the very notion that we needed to find food, water, and shelter, to survi
