Frank managed to get a shot eye after going through a series of thoughts in his mind. He woke up the next morning to the scent of a nice meal, it didn't take him long to discover where the scent was coming from as it was strong on his nose.

He got up to see his mom already having her breakfast while his own was on the floor.

"You woke up just in time for your breakfast," Jessica said.

Frank looked at the food on the floor and the one that his mother was eating, it looked nothing like what the soldiers managed to serve them here and that scent he had not perceived for a week now.

"Did you make this mom?" Frank asked although he already knew the answer.

"Yes," She nodded. "David helped me get some foodstuffs for me after I told him that the food we got here wasn't good for my condition."

David was the soldier who had helped them the day his mother got hurt and after that day he was closer to them and helped them in certain situations just like he did this morning.

"And you prepared it?"

She nodded and continued with her breakfast.

Watching her eat Frank felt bad, even in her condition she was still looking for the best way to make him comfortable. She had gone out this morning with her wounded leg to make sure that he didn't just have any breakfast but a good one.

Frank ate up his breakfast and quickly rushed outside to join his mates on the normal chores which they did around the camp.

Every child or teenager in the camp was assigned different chores to do and today it was Frank's turn to get rid of all the refuse in the camp but he wasn't doing this alone.

The refuse disposal chore was always given to two boys and today Frank was paired with a boy named Arnold.

Arnold was a little shorter than Luis, appeared leaner than him, and had curly black hair. Another thing to note about him was the glasses he put on.

One of the things that caused Frank's loneliness here was that none of his friends or to be precise none of his mates that he knew at their own part of Marble town was here, the camp wasn't that large so finding people wasn't by any means tedious.

The two teenagers met the soldier responsible for supervising chores and he handed them both the plack plastic bags required for picking the refuse.

"Here you go, make sure to do a good job or you can just abandon the whole thing as those guys did." The soldier said with a menacing voice as he pointed at two teenagers who were by the side.

The two teenagers were doing push-ups and were clearly exhausted but anytime they went down and took long in getting the soldier standing over them would whip them.

The sight was a cruel one for Frank and Arnold, who were now questioning if the soldiers were here to protect them or bully them.

The parents couldn't complain about the unwholesome way the children were treated because they were afraid the soldiers would leave if they did.

"Why do we have to pick up other people's trash? Can't they just drop these bags in all the tents and have the people throw out their trash." Frank grumbled as they walked through the camp.

Arnold was quite the quiet one and didn't reply to his grumblings but he did say something in his mind.

'Because the bags won't be enough.'

They began their chore going from house to house picking up trash cans gotten from the canned food the soldiers served and then plastic containers there were even some of these things outside.

The picking stage was always the easy part but dumping wasn't a fun thing at all, they had to walk what looked like one and a half kilometers to a small forest and dump the trash there.

Frank didn't find the thing scary on their way there despite the beasts lurking around, that was until the sun got covered by Gray clouds, the whole cloud was covered by Gray clouds now which was a sign that the rain would soon come down.

"We have to hurry," Frank told Arnold as he increased his pace, but looking at the small forest with the darkness it appeared scary and all Frank wanted to do was dump the refuse and return as quickly as possible.

Frank and Arnold got to the forest and it didn't take them long to see where the other kids had been dumping their own refuse.

The sky growled and soon the sound of thunder was heard, almost making Arnold jump up in fear.

"Calm down it's just thunder," Frank told him as he started pouring out the contents of his bag.

Arnold got a hold of himself and joined Frank in emptying his bag.

While they were doing that Frank heard a little growl which made him stop what he was doing.

"Was that you?" He asked.

"No," Arnold said, shaking his head.

He heard the growl again but this time it was a little louder that even Arnold heard it.

"What was that?" Arnold stuttered.

"Shhhh," Frank said, placing his finger in between his lips.

He gestured to Arnold to continue pouring out his trash but to do it slowly.

They had emptied both of their bags when they heard the growl again but this time it was closer.

"Arnold," Frank whispered.

"Yes,"

"I think we should run." He whispered.

Arnold nodded but before he knew it Frank had already taken to his heels and he had no option but to follow behind.

Frank continued running even though they were out of the forest until he got tired and sat on the floor against his will.

Arnold soon caught up to him and joined him on the floor, he was seriously panting.

While the two were trying to catch their breaths they began to feel water droplets falling on them and looking up they could see that the rain had already started coming down.

"We should start heading back before that rain starts with full force," Frank said and slowly got up, but it was already late as the droplets soon increased to large drops and now they were having a shower.

The two managed to pull themselves across the rain back to the camp and when they got there they could hear the wailing coming from a woman, it was so loud that it could be heard clearly even in the loud rain.

"Don't take him there, he can't do anything, he's just a child." The woman said.

She was holding on to a soldier who was trying to pull himself free.

"We are losing our men to those beasts, we need people to help clear them up or they will come here and kill you all." The soldier explained.

Before the woman could say another thing the soldier pulled himself and the woman with nothing else to do fell on the floor and broke down in tears.

Frank and Arnold had arrived in time to see everything happen unaware that they were about to become the next victims.

"We found two more, lieutenant." Frank heard someone say behind him and before he knew it the person had grabbed him on his arm, the same was also done to Arnold by another person.

"Let go of me." Frank tried to resist but he was met with a slap that resounded in the rain.

"Both of you are coming to the battlefield with us."

Going to the battlefield to fight those beasts, this was what Frank feared most in this chaotic world.