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hitch on the caravan back in the resort, it was just a thin rope with a metal hook on each end.
    It was during one of those half-aware times when I was dying and alone that I heard a noise I knew all too well. A noise that came to my ears only; the dog had been unhitched, to hunt perhaps since I could no longer feed him.
    It was the familiar sounds of humans screaming, high pitch, manic screeching that ripped its way into your ears and clawed at your mind’s membrane. Shredding and ripping your bravery leaving you nothing but a cowering shell.
    And I was no different. My crusted eyes opened, the bright snow searing my eyeballs so used to being in darkness. I squinted and shifted myself. It looked like I had been placed near several stacks of car tires. I was out in the open, exposed to the elements and to what horrors the greywastes delivered.
    And I knew one of those deliveries were at my door.
    Sure enough, my weak heart swelled with anxiety. I looked up from my trunk lid eyrie and saw five ravers skidding down a rough embankment. All of them dressed in soiled clothes, missing chunks of skin and fingers. Some of them wearing headdresses of scalps or wearing severed hands and feet on their leather belts. They had their yellowed, clouded eyes fixed on me and their broken teeth bared and snapping as if anticipating my flesh.
    Immediately I struggled to raise myself only to fall back onto my ass from not only weakness but my badly injured arm. I swore loudly and scrambled backwards until my back hit the stack of tires. I desperately looked around for a knife.
    Another manic scream, the one leading jumped onto a median and crouched down as if anticipating pouncing on me. But to my surprise he stayed crouched, the other four rallying behind him, their teeth snapping and clicking. I think he was their leader.
    My heart was racing. I looked around with my teeth grinding around, wondering where that fucking dog was. I gave the ravers one last glance before I tried to get to my feet.
    But I fell again, I grinded my teeth and did the only thing I could think of.
    I pursed my lips and tried to make the unique sound, the sound I knew in the back of my mind would summon the dog.
    Then a shock ripped through me and all I could do was stand there, paralysed. Because the moment I made that whistle... the ravers screamed.
    I jerked my head back towards them and my mouth dropped open.
    The raver... the leader, his hands were raised in an... in an almost pleading way. His yellowed eyes were wide and his head slowly shaking back and forth.
    I stopped whistling and stared at him. Backing away like a wounded animal as he stepped towards me, letting his heavily scarred hands drop to his sides.
    Then the leader looked behind him, then back to me.
    And dropped down to one knee.
     
     
     
     
    Chapter 37
     
    Reaver
     
     
     
     
     
    Once when I was younger, I walked in on Greyson hunched over himself, sitting on the couch. I was only five but I remember it as clear as day. I had found my left sneaker which I had once again lost and I had ran inside to tell him he didn’t have to be cross with me anymore.
    I remember stopping like I had just hit a concrete barrier and just watching in shock. Feeling my insides turn to ice as I witnessed this hard-as-iron man with his face red and his eyes shedding tears, staring down at the kerchief he was holding, crumpled in his hand.
    It had jarred me, I felt uncomfortable, almost shy in a way, feeling that I was watching something I shouldn’t. I wanted to run because I felt so awkward being in the same room as him.
    Greyson had been my hard ass dad; the mayor of Aras and someone who took everything standing tall. He was like the soldiers in the old army magazines they would read me.
    I’d point to them and say, “Grey?”
    “Yeah,” Leo would chuckle. “It does kind of look like him, huh? Always the bad boy.”
    Greyson had seen me in the doorway and immediately he tried to hide his face. He turned