#Chapter 299: I’m Not Useless

We all piled into two cars. I entered the car with Neil and Archer. Steven, Beau, and Isaac followed along in a second car behind us. We should be discussing strategy. Instead, we are just riding along in silence. It feels like we’re riding along on our final death march. It is far too morbid. I hate it. “Okay,” I say, because if someone doesn’t say something, I’m going to scream. “What’s the plan?” Neil is driving with Archer in the passenger seat. I’m in the backseat. Archer turns his head to glance back at me. His expression is one of cool disinterest. “Don’t get killed,” he said flatly. Gods, Archer could be absolutely infuriating when he wanted to be. Like, oh? Don’t get killed? No shit. “I was thinking about a plan more along the lines of what we should do to not get killed,” I say. “Stay behind me,” Archer says. Again, not very helpful. “If it comes down to a fight, I can take care of myself,” I say. “You’ll even need my help if we’re outnumbered.” “We