"Well I hope he hurries. It'd suck if we had to put on a mini search party to find the kid." I half-joked. After a few minutes of waiting around, I could hear someone screaming something at us. I quickly stood up, scanning the trees for whoever was yelling. 
"It's Spencer!" His sister pointed. "Oh my goodness this can't be good." She began to pick up some of the supplies.
"Run, run, run! Go! They've found us! Go!" Spencer shouted as he sprinted towards us. I looked at the others and they looked at me. We all knew what we had to do. Without a second thought, I picked up the nearest bag and began running as fast as my legs could take me. I looked over my shoulder to see Spencer pick up two bags and reach for a gun. Following behind him were at least fifteen people. Five of which were in a Jeep. The rest were on foot. 
"We're doomed! They've got a Jeep!" I couldn't help but panic.