***ALEX'S POV***
"What the hell are you doing here, boy?" The man named Mutt's voice rang through the clearing. "If you want to die so badly, then we will be happy to help you with that."
"Yeah, you smell like that ass wipe that was with that knife throwing bitch last night." The man that had pushed his friend down sniffed the air and glared at Jake. "Were you one of the ones that killed our friends? I lost my brother to that bitch."
"I didn't kill anyone. I don't know what you're talking about. I just found this place while I was walking in the woods. Who are you people?" Jake was playing this up just a little. I didn't know if I should kill them now, or if I should let them talk a little. If we got some information out of them, then it might be helpful to us. If Jake could stay safe and keep them talking that is. I wouldn't let them hurt him at all.
