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This is the fourth installment of my collection of short stories called The Weak... “The Weak died...Except Two” (Part 1), “The Weak Endure” (Part 2), “The Weak Discover” (Part 3). This addition will bring John and Jessy to the city of Sanctum. With help from the light of the fading sun, the ceiling illuminates with shades of fire. The roof of the room is scattered with crystals, red crystals. They look like little skylights, creating a natural lamp. The walls along with the rest of the rocky room was basked in a warm glow, giving off enough light to read. “Oh John... that’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen...” “Yes... me too.” I then notice something I hadn’t before. There was an entrance to what looked like a tunnel in the farthest and darkest corner of the room. I tap on Jessy’s shoulder and point over to it. “Whoa. I wonder what’s in there?” she asks quizzically. I give her a swift peck on the cheek and say, “I guess we'll have to find out!” Even though we are excited to uncover more secrets about this mysterious cavern, Jessy and I are huddled close with the torch held high. The entrance is the size of a large doorway. I notice a strange long, thin, and unbroken set of tracks in the dirt. That’s odd. I wonder what kind of animal could have left those? We continue through the tunnel and it slopes upward. Five minutes and we make it to another room, though much smaller than the first, only about 15 feet wide and 10 feet long. Residing in this room is a singular small table at the very center. We inch closer and notice two black things. “What could those be?” We say in unison. A slight pause as we look at each other, and then we burst out laughing. “Ha Ha Ha Ha! John sometimes we are so connected that it's scary!” However while they were talking, they hadn't detected the sound of silent footsteps coming from farther up the tunnel. “Who are you and how did you find this place!?” Both of us jumped, and the torch slipped from my fingers. It lands on the ground and the mysterious person quickly puts it out. “Uhh, I'm John and this is my wife Jessy. We just followed the tunnel behind us from the cave entrance. I promise we just stumbled here by accident!” The next thing I remember is hearing more footsteps, bags being placed on mine and Jessy’s head, and being led somewhere. “ Be careful with the woman, she is with child.” This time it was a woman’s voice. I could feel Jessy’s hand in mine tighten before it slips away. “No stop! Where are you taking Jessy!? Please we haven't done anything!” “Please be quiet sir, we are not going to harm you or your wife.” The voice was that of a man who has seen many years of life. It feels like hours before they take off the bags. The entire time we were traveling who known as where. We changed course so much that I had no idea where we were anymore. My limbs had grown exhausted from walking all night, plus not sleeping since the night before. I hope they didn't make Jessy walk. I don't think she would have made it… When they finally remove the bag from my head, my eyes are greeted by a sliver of sunlight creeping over the tops of the mountains. I blink frequently until my eyes adjust, and take in my surroundings. We are in the forest still, however there looks to be a town full of people off in the distance. With better lighting, I can see that the people who escorted us were all wearing cloaks of green. All of the sudden, an older man with a blue cloth over his face, comes from beyond the trees in a rolling chair. We are told to kneel at the man’s feet. “Tell me… why are you here?” the man asks, with a gentle face. “These people brought us here,” I say, clearly showing I’m upset. “No young man, why were you and your wife seeking shelter in the cave?” I am slightly taken aback, wondering if I should tell this strange man what happened to us. He doesn't seem like he wants to kill us. I'll tell him. “Our families were taking residence in the abandoned town at the base of the mountain. We had been running away from people who wanted to kill us, so we never stayed in the same place for very long. In fact, we were all supposed to be living in that cave because it was our next safe place. But we were attacked by three men, and only Jessy and I made it out alive…” As I recalled everything that happened, Jessy had started to cry. When I finished, she was sobbing into my shoulder, and I was hugging her and rubbing her back. “I am sorry for what those men did to you. The people of Sanctum have a name for those kind of people. We call them…the demented.” Demented… yes that is the perfect name for those monsters. “Sir? May I ask you a question?” “Of course, though I may not be able to give the answer you want…” “Umm, well I was wondering if my wife and I could live in your community of Sanctum?” “Young man, I'm afraid we cannot house outsiders… however, we can give you enough resources to supply you through the winter if you so wish it.” I started to protest, but Jessy cut me off. “Yes please kind sir. We will accept any supplies you are willing to offer,” she says with gratitude. “And you shall receive it. We can also direct you to a nice village to live in if that suits you.” Seeing my chance to get a say in all this, I speak up before Jessy can accept. “No thank you. We would prefer to live in the forest.” “As you wish.” Then the green cloaked people escort us, with bags back on our heads, to a pretty spot in the forest with an enormous supply of food and other equipment. The sun is at it's highest when they ride away on their horses, their cloaks billowing in the wind.