Ever Hayes - Emergency Exit

As they came back up the falls, Blake carried her through the water with Danny and Cameron helping him the whole way. They were taking dramatic measures to make sure they didn’t leave a single footprint behind. I lost sight of them from the ledge, so Tara and I went inside to watch through the tree cameras. By the time they made it to the entrance, Danny had taken the girl, and Blake and Cameron were covering their tracks by dragging pine branches back and forth across the snow. Dad moved the rock wall door out of the way, and Danny carried her in.

Her eyes were open but barely visible through the bruises on her face. She wasn’t saying anything or even looking around. She seemed to be in shock. Danny carried her to one of the back rooms, where Jenna had been trying to heat up a pan of water on a space heater. Jenna and Tara took it from there. They undressed her and washed her off as she cried. Tara had Hayley put headphones on Emily, who was fortunately still sleeping, and Hayley stayed with her in case the little girl woke up.

The beaten girl was pretty small, almost exactly Kate’s size, so Kate brought her some clothes. They dressed her and covered her with blankets. She was still freezing, shaking, and crying, but she was also exhausted and close to falling asleep. Jenna and Mom tended to her while the rest of us gathered in the main room.

“She was raped,” Tara said, confirming her own fears and ours. “Many times it seems, and violently. She is terribly bruised and cut all over.” She paused. “She has a major gash in the back of her head, she’s lost a lot of blood, and she hasn’t said a word other than ‘Abbey,’ which she’s said about a hundred times. We don’t know if that’s her name or not.”

“Is she gonna be okay?” Kate asked.

Tara shrugged. I knew this was hitting her hard. She was reliving a lot of painful memories. I kept my distance with no idea how I was supposed to respond.

Danny was pacing. The rest of us were angry. My Dad and Isaac hadn’t heard the whole story yet, so I filled them in on what I’d seen through the scope. I asked Danny about stabbing the man after he was clearly already dead, and he explained he’d taken the knife off the soldier, had the girl hold it, and then stabbed him with it, leaving that knife there instead of Danny’s. Made perfect sense. So it would be a girl’s handprint on the knife in the guy’s neck . The extra stoning was to make it more believable that the girl had killed the other guy. Strange as it was, that explanation made me feel a lot better.

Now Danny, Blake, and Cameron were standing together by the front entrance, retracing their steps. Best as they could tell, there would be no way for the enemy to trace them up to the cave, especially if it was several hours before the soldiers’ bodies were found. Just then, Dad pointed to the screen by the front entrance, and we watched as vehicle lights approached from the camp. Danny had dragged the bodies across the tracks they’d made running onto the road, and dumped them in the ditch, but it might not have been enough. It was possible the approaching soldiers would see the extensive blood on the road. We held our breath as the truck passed below us, and Danny scrambled up the tunnel to watch from the ledge as the vehicle crawled towards where they’d picked up the girl. Fortunately, it didn’t stop there. The truck drove all the way to the intersection with the main road and then stopped, its driver apparently trying to decide whether to go left by the Sheep Lakes or right towards Estes Park.

He went right, returning about forty-five minutes later and driving back to the camp. Our best guess was it had been the other guy, or guys, who had been with the two men Danny and Blake had killed. When the men hadn’t come back, he’d decided to go look for them. He—or they—clearly hadn’t been able to find the others, so they must have decided to head back to camp and look more the next day.

The girl we were calling Abbey, for now, had finally fallen asleep in Jenna’s arms. Jenna was running her fingers through Abbey’s hair and gently rocking her back and forth. Mom had rejoined Dad in the other room and Tara was now laying beside Abbey on her other side, also asleep. The others started to settle in. I told Danny and Cameron to get some sleep. Blake volunteered to watch the screen, and Hayley and I headed up to the ledge to keep a lookout. Tomorrow was going to be an interesting day.

It had been a rough night for Abbey. She’d woken up in a panic several times, but Jenna had been right there each time to calm her down. We still weren’t certain of her name, and she’d stopped saying Abbey, but now she wasn’t saying anything at all. And she wouldn’t let Jenna leave her. Tara had suggested we men stay away from her. We understood.

Sunrise was a little bit after 7 a.m.. The two bodies were found beside the river closer to eight. Within minutes of their discovery, about sixty men had gathered below our cave. They had searched around the road for tracks, but finding none, they’d kind of stopped looking. Danny watched from inside our back entrance. Several soldiers had looked up into the hills and cliffs around us, but no one had even walked up into the woods in our direction.

Two specific men seemed to be the center of attention. One seemed to be in charge, perhaps the camp’s ranking officer. The other was clearly getting chewed out. The man under fire was probably the guy who had turned back last night, before the other two were killed. He had also probably been the man driving the truck searching for them last night. Danny watched as the apparent officer smacked the other man several times, kicked him, and then smacked him some more. The other guy just took it. He was probably thankful to be alive.

A little after ten, a helicopter flew in from the Alpine Visitor Center. It landed at the Endovalley camp and a few minutes later flew back the same direction it had arrived from. Danny guessed it had come down to pick up the bodies. The helicopter told us there was at least some communication between the top of the hill and this camp. That could be useful information down the road—honestly, no pun intended there.

There also appeared to be communication between the Alpine Visitor Center and Denver. Shortly after noon we heard the echoed thumping of helicopter blades again, and Blake told us he’d seen it flying towards Denver. There had been a lot of back and forth traffic through the air in Denver’s direction this week. Someone there was clearly interested in this specific area. Eddie must have told someone we were up here. It was the only thing that made sense. Even still, all this attention to track down one family seemed a little much. How are we any threat to them?

The girl we called Abbey slept restlessly until around three. Emily was naturally curious about where she’d come from and why she was crying. Hayley had told Emily we’d found her outside last night and rescued her, but she was really afraid and didn’t want anyone to see her, so Emily stayed away.

She wouldn’t eat, but she was drinking a lot of water. She still hadn’t spoken to anyone, not even Jenna. Mom convinced her to take some soup around four, and around five we were sitting around the main room talking when the girl came out of the back room with Jenna. Her eyes flitted around at us, and then they froze on Emily. The girl started to panic and dropped to her knees, pointing at Emily, and she started saying “Abbey” again. What the…

Jenna tried to catch her, but she didn’t need to. The girl had wrapped her arms around Jenna’s legs and was sobbing again. Jenna tried to lead her out of the room, but she wouldn’t move. Why was she pointing at Emily now and saying Abbey? I figured everyone else had to be wondering the same thing. Tara knelt down beside her and put her head next to the girl’s. A couple minutes later she stood and helped the girl up. She coaxed her back into the other room with Jenna’s help and then a few minutes later came back out. “I know who Abbey is,” she said quietly.