TheCursedOCT

 "Miss Sammie?...." "Yes Katelyn?" "What day is today?..." "September 31st..." "...how long have we been here?..." "...about a week." K.C. groaned and slammed her head on the counter of the diner. Brother patted her back as gently as he could without harming her. Sammie, the diner waitress, placed a plate of waffles, with large strawberries, plus strawberry syrup drizzled over top and whipped cream, swirled to perfection as the finishing touch. She patted her back catching her attention, K.C.'s frown went away just like that at the sight of the treat before her. She loved Sammie's waffles, it's the only thing she's been eating for

“Hm.” “Shut up Bo.” “Right.” The two sat together on a curb outside a quickie mart, a small dog yipping at them from the left and the store behind them had it's light flickering occasionally over their shoulders although the door had been locked as tightly as possible, with the owner of the establishment peeking out at them with his eyes the size of saucers in a bewildered and distrusting glare. Not that it was much of a surprise, the pair looked...odd. To anyone that was unaware of their misfortune. Of course, it was hard to believe even to the people that knew of it.Clementine sat hunched in a harsh scow