Part 3

I kept running, and looking up, running and looking. SMACK! I had run straight into something hard and flat. I started to stand and look around. There were willow trees all around, I must have been close to the river. The wall I had run into was hidden by the branches of one of the trees. "You okay?" I turned my head (a little to quickly), that wasn't Zach's voice.

"Yeah I'm fine" I said as I noticed that my entire team was standing around the tree I had run into. "What are you all doing here?"

After a little awkward silence it was Sam who said "I was following a... well a bird." Then everyone started talking at once. As I listened I found that we all had been fallowing a brown owl to this point. I turned my attention to the what was behind the branches of the tree. I moved them aside and found concrete. Everyone joined me in trying to find a door, and soon we were all standing in front of a huge set of metal doors that of coarse were locked. I could feel the curiosity and mischief growing in the crowd of teenage boys around me. I almost got trampled while everyone rushed to the door and tried to pick the lock. In the bustle I didn't even see Hammy coming. 

I don't know how Hammy survived the two weeks he spent on his own, but when he found us I just had to let him in the group. Mostly I liked him cause he was funny, but he was also smart. Hammy helped to build our weapons for hunting and he actually got a computer working back at the base. So he was very useful, unless your in the middle of a stampede of exited boys. You see Hammy probably weighs about three hundred and fifty pounds, so I didn't stand a chance when he shoved past me, knocking me over. 

When I landed on the ground (and my already injured head) I thought I hit something small and hard. As I lay there in front of the doors I noticed that the ground I landed on was soft. I lifted myself up and saw the word WELCOME written across as large door mat, but I didn't see anything small or hard. As the boys all fumbled with the lock, I lifted the corner of the mat and found a shiny little key. It's amazing what some people will hide under the door mat. 

"Hey fellas!" I said, and they all looked at me. I showed them the key, and with slightly disappointed looks they all let me by. I stuck the key in the lock and turned it with no trouble. Then I pushed on the door. Nothing... I pushed again. Still nothing... A few of the boys got behind me and helped push. It wouldn't budge. We kept trying until finally someone behind me said "Did you geniuses try pulling?" The pushing stopped. All our cheeks reddened as we stepped back and I puled the door wide open, but all embarrassment faded as we looked into the room we had just discovered... ish