Wrong Turn: The Orphan

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Chapter 1: The Girl with the Cracked Face

The sunlight filtered through the boarded-up window and danced on Three-Finger's face. The mutant hillbilly groaned and rose out of bed, still not ready to give up sleeping. Saw-Tooth and One-Eye were still asleep. Three-Finger decided not wake up his brothers just yet. He left the cabin and sat on the porch for several minutes. He liked they way the forest looked during sunrise and sunset. It calmed him. After the sun had climbed a little more into the sky, Three-Finger went back inside the cabin and woke his two brothers up. It was time for breakfast

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The trio was driving down the road in search of food in their tow truck. They had been driving for two hours without spotting a single person. Three-Finger was beginning to get frustrated but One-Eye patted him on the shoulder, reassuring him that they would find someone soon. Meanwhile Saw-Tooth, who was riding in the bed of the truck, kept a close eye out for people. As he surveyed the area, he noticed a shape off the side of the road flee into the forest. It looked like a person. Saw-Tooth hollered, alerting his brothers of his find. The truck stopped near the spot where the person was spotted and the three mutant hillbillies grabbed their weapons and ran off into the woods in search of their meal.

Three-Finger, armed with an axe, spotted the person running down a creek and sped past his brothers, leading them to their prey. One-Eye, armed with a hunter's knife, and Saw-Tooth, armed with a scythe, followed Three-Finger to the creek. The prey was now in their sight. The person was wearing a back hoodie, blue shorts, and long stockings with green stripes.

Three-Finger threw his axe the girl. The knob hit the girl in the back of her head, knocking her down and causing her to fall into the creek. The hillbillies let out laughs of triumph as they descended on their prey. Three-Finger picked up his axe and was about to slam it down on the girl when he noticed something.

The girl was a child.

The hillbillies had assumed she was bigger because they were seeing her from a distance. One-Eye and Saw-Tooth looked at Three-Finger as if asking what to do next. Three-Finger shrugged and turned his attention back to the unconscious girl. He grabbed her arm and turned her on her back so he could see her face. It looked normal for a girl of her age with one exception.

Her face was covered with black scars resembling broken glass. It was as if her face was cracked.

Three-Finger tried to wake up the girl but to no avail. Three-Finger looked once again at his brothers who then exchanged uneasy glances at each other. Seeing no other option, Three-Finger scooped up the girl in his arms and walked back to the truck. His two brothers followed.