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Jazmin’s shifting around that night woke Henry up a few times. This had become a common thing as her pregnacy drew on. At first Jazmin could get up and leave as to not bother Henry, but as the desease spread, the two found that any new sound or movement would wake the other.
This night, like many others, Jazmin’s trip to the restroom was given privacy as Henry would turn his back. As he started to drift back to sleep, he was waken by a hand on his sholder, shaking him.
Quickly waking up he reached for the crow bar resting an arms langth from him. It was the same tool they had used to get into the barn. This tool is a simple took, but the two had found it to be quick and effective. Not just for its intended purposes, but for defense as well.
As he could feel the coolness of the bar, he heard Jazmin whisper, “It is me, but be quiet. I think I saw something outside.” Completely awake as the sense of danger flooded adrenalin into his body, he quietly got up to look. Jazmin took him to the loft door where the sound of the Nebraska wind could be heard swinging the pulley outside. “Over by the house. I thought I saw a human shadow move.”
Looking out the crack between the door’s boards he could see the farm house sitting no more than a football field away. The house has one floor with a porch the seems to wrap all the way around the house. From the outside, Henry could not tell if it had a basement or not. Two doors lay on the ground about 5 feet to the side of the house in what looks to be an entrance to a storm celler.
At first Henry could not see what spooked Jazmin. Then he saw it. At first he thought it was just shadow play from the trees, but it didn’t move with the other shaddows. It moved against them. Now focused on the unknown shadow, he could make out a humanoid shape moving slowly from the treeline to the house.
Henry whispered, while not taking his eye from the crack, “Get our stuff.” With that Jazmin moved quickly and quietly to pack their gear. When first going on the run, packing seemed loud and as if it would never get done. Over the last few months, it had become all to common and the couple had learned to be quick and quiet. Most of their items were already packed. When finished with an item, it always went right back into the pack thus making sure all items get taken in an emergancy. Even the trash went with them to be discarded later at a better place and time.
Jazmin quickly put the blankets away. Strapping everything down, she then grabbed the can containing the night’s urin. She then moved over to the ladder ready to lower it down if they needed to get going. She paused looking at Henry, waiting for his signal. It seemed like forever as he stood there looking out the crack.
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