chapter thirty nine

Johnny and Clara kept walking for a long time, not sure of where they were headed. "I don't think we are going to find Ethan at this rate. Why don't we just turn back and head back to the camp?" Clara looked at Johnny's face.

"You are right; I just don't understand how Rachel would be cool with any of this. He is her brother no matter what he becomes." Johnny said it with a sigh.

"I guess some blood is not thicker than water." Clara looked at his face. "I guess not."

The two turned back and began their walk back to the community. It was going to be a long walk, but they have themselves.

Meanwhile, Ethan was able to run away from the soldiers after fleeing from Barnet and Zack.

He was now a fugitive who was wanted by both parties for the same reason. Little did they know that Dr. Whitmore wasn't what they needed. Ethan. settled down on a green lawn right before him. The sun was shinning right about his head as each drop of sweat dropped from his chin into the ground benea