Part 21 (1/2)
Chapter Ten.
Maddy was awake shortly after dawn. She would normally choose to sleep in. She was a teenager, as she often had pointed out to her parents, and teenagers were programmed to stay up late and sleep late. Noon was the crack of dawn, really. But she reasoned that everything was going to be different here in Idaho, and she needed to take advantage of every bit of daylight here.
It sounded as if she was the first one awake. Kristi was sound asleep as Maddy put her pen recorder into her pocket and slipped out the door. The underground house was dark. No one was up; no lights were on. No dawn's early light coming through the windows. She s.h.i.+ned her flashlight on the door of the storeroom, but it was still padlocked. She went to the kitchen and made coffee and brought two mugs back with her to her room. Kristi stirred in the upper bunk.
”Get up,” Maddy whispered. ”I brought you coffee.”
Kristi's face appeared at the side of the bed, looking down at Maddy in total confusion. ”I don't even know where I am right now. Am I still drunk or something?”
”You're not drunk. Here.” She pa.s.sed a mug up to Kristi and then sat along the wall opposite the beds. They both drank.
”Is it coming back to you now? That we're in Idaho?”
Kristi grinned. ”Yeah. I'm not quite sure what to make of it, though.”
”I know. It's pretty weird.”
”It feels like the middle of the night. What time is it?”
”Six thirty? It's not that early.”
They were quiet for a bit. Maddy wondered what the h.e.l.l they were supposed to be doing with themselves.
”Why don't we go for a hike?” she said. ”Get the lay of the land.”
”Just the two of us?” Kristi sounded hopeful.
”Absolutely.”
They got dressed and grabbed some protein bars from the kitchen and quietly climbed up the stairs and out into the world. Maddy felt like a mole emerging from her tunnel. The daylight, as muted as it was, felt blinding. Kristi crammed her cap ever further down on her head and peered out from under it.
”Where should we go?”
”Let's head north, away from the road. I think our land spreads out some that way.”
The clearing for the working area of the ranch was about a hundred yards end to end, with the underground house located smack in the middle. They walked north, past the barn and the vegetable gardens, a corral, and then into thick, dark woods. It was disorienting. Maddy pulled a compa.s.s out of her pocket and got her bearings.
”Geez, you are a Girl Scout,” Kristi said.
”I got kicked out of Girl Scouts. But I took orienteering at the stupid summer camp. This is the same compa.s.s I got back then.”
”Cool. You can keep us from getting lost.”
There was no path to follow, unlike the only forest Maddy was acquainted withthe suburban Chicago kind where trails intersected each other all over the place, like the interstate system heading into the city. There was no way to get lost or even to feel like you were in the forest. Here the feeling was completely different. The weak sunlight tried to poke through the treetops. Their forward progress consisted of stumbling and lurching through the ground cover and fallen branches. She realized they were making a terrible racket and stopped for a moment.
”What?” Kristi said.
”Quiet. I want to hear what the forest sounds like.”
They stood quietly for a few moments before Maddy started picking up the sound of the birds scattering about from tree to tree, the squirrels racing up tree trunks, the crack of a falling branch.
”I wonder if we'll see any animals,” Maddy said.
”As long as it's not a bear.”
”I hadn't thought of that. We could run into a bear. But probably not, right? I just want to see something.”
”A moose would be good,” Kristi said.
”Let's be really quiet. Like the Indians. I mean, Native Americans.”
They went into a sort of stealth crouch and tried to tread lightly as they moved forward.
”It's kind of like what we did in training,” Kristi whispered. Then she stepped in a giant pile of scat and swore loudly.
”Maybe there are moose here,” Maddy said. She didn't know moose scat from bear scat. It could be bear, she thought.
Maddy had no idea how far they had travelled, but after an hour heading straight north they took a break and sat with their backs to an enormous tree trunk. Its top seemed impossibly high above them, but she could see a sharp blue sky between the trees, filtering light to the forest floor around them. Maddy took her jacket off, twisting her body as she tried to free her arms. She froze when she looked behind them and turned quickly back, scrunching down against the tree trunk.
”Get down!” she said, pulling Kristi by the arm. She put her finger to her mouth and then pointed behind her. Kristi twisted herself around so she could see where Maddy pointed and then quickly turned back and scrunched down beside her.
A man had appeared about thirty yards away, walking toward them. He was wearing a camouflage uniform and carried a gun on his shoulder, walking lazily and kicking at the fallen leaves. He started whistling. He seemed completely unaware of their presence. Maddy slowly twisted around to have another look and was relieved to see he had turned and was slowly heading away from them. Then he stopped, looked at his watch, and stood at parade rest. If he turned 180 degrees, he'd be able to see their legs sticking out in front of the tree, their blue jeans and white sneakers like a neon sign. Maddy tried to tuck herself in against the tree as tightly as she could. Kristi did too, but with less success.
They heard the cras.h.i.+ng sound of boots on the ground, or at least it sounded like a cannon to Maddy. Her heart leapt to her throat thinking the man had spotted them and was marching over. But then she remembered that they weren't doing anything wrong. Didn't they own this land? What was this guy doing in their woods? But maybe they were trespa.s.sing. She really had no idea. The noise stopped. When they heard voices, both Maddy and Kristi twisted around to look.
Now there were three men standing there, all of them armed. The first man, who looked fairly young, a middle-aged guy who'd just arrived, and a really old, grizzled guy who clearly seemed to be in charge. The first guy was standing at attention. He stepped forward and switched positions with the middle-aged guy. She couldn't hear what they were saying, but soon the old guy and the first guy marched off, to the east. They watched as the new guard used his radio. They could hear it hiss. Then all was quiet again.
Kristi gave Maddy a look that said, ”What are we going to do?” and Maddy signaled for a little more time. They lay quietly for ten minutes or so, and then heard the guard begin moving north. When he was out of sight, they slipped away and moved as quickly as they could back the way they came.
”What the h.e.l.l was that?” Kristi said. She was ahead of Maddy, moving at a blistering pace. She looked behind her shoulder to see if Maddy was keeping up.
”I don't know. Looks like militia guys, I guess. I know I didn't want them finding us if we were on their land.”
”How the h.e.l.l do you even tell out here? I thought it was our land.”
They made it back to the ranch and Maddy took a deep breath when they entered the clearing. Since arriving on the land the day before she'd felt nothing but constricted and afraidby the windowless walls of the underground house, the impenetrable darkness of the nights, the dangerous looking men in her new home and, it now seemed, the threatening forest.
She saw the group of men as soon as they pa.s.sed the barn. David was standing by the entrance to the house with the same men as the night before, with the addition of Sergeant Drecker and Major Jacovich from the Michigan militia.
”s.h.i.+t,” Kristi said. ”I was kind of hoping we wouldn't see much of those guys.”
”I didn't know we were going to see them at all. Come on, let's go to the barn.”
They ducked back to the barn and squeezed through the partially open door. There were so many holes in the roof that the interior was well lit. There was one window at the far end of the building, boarded over, and one high above, smeared with grime. The barn was empty, except for a few rusted bits of equipment. Maddy hadn't the faintest idea what they were meant to be used for. She headed to the stairs up to the hayloft.
”What are you doing?” Kristi asked. She followed Maddy up the stairs.