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10

I wake with a throbbing head. As my custom starts to clear, I realise that I'm in the exact same spot as I was before. Except Harry has disappeared and so have the two men. I drowned as I stood up. Where could they possibly be? And was the Whitehouse still in lockdown? I grab my gun and other weapons before approaching the door to the room. Luckily it was unlocked. But as I open the door, I see a note stuck to an earpiece on the ground. I pick it up and read it over.

'I heard you're smart. Smart people solve puzzles. I hope you'll enjoy this one. Take the earpiece and begin.'

I fold the paper and stick it in my jacket before placing the earpiece on my ear. I hear the static before a frantic voice fills my ears.

"Amber? Amber hurry up." I recognise Harry immediately and breath a sigh of relief

"Yes Harry? I'm here but what-" I try to speak but Harry cuts me off.

"Amber! Listen to me." he starts and I let him speak. "Okay thanks, they have all of the people at hostage, and by all I mean ALL the people that visited the Whitehouse today, they also have the outside on high patrol so basically the outside world has no idea what is going on. And yes I've already tried using this to contact outside. It doesn't work"

"Well." I purse my lips and lean against the wall, "Do you know what they are trying to do at the moment?"

He sighs, "No. But I have a strong feeling they watching our movements. And probably enjoying themselves immensely."

"I definintely agree with you on that point." I sigh and begin to walk forward. "Do you have any idea where you could be?"

"I think I'm in the old section. There are all these creepy portraits of old presidents in the halllway." He tells me and I purse my lips.

"Hall of Records?" I ask hopefully and Harry confirms. I just need to find where I am, and then I could possibly find Harry.

"I'm guessing you have no idea where you are?" Harry presumes,

"Yep." I answer and I hear him sigh in annoyance.

"Well, they sure know how to fucking piss people off." He groans, frustrated, and I crack a smile.

"They've probably been pissing people off since the day they were born." I tell him and Harry chuckles

"Well pissing people off means you have to piss first and to piss you have to have a dick first." He replies sassily and I laugh, despite our situation. Harry seems to make every situation slightly enjoyable.

"Very smooth Harry." I congratulate him, and he starts to speak, but his audio is cut off and replaced with someone else's voice.

"Well, I presume you're alive." The voice tells me and I try to interrupt but it continues, "That's very good because I would hate for you to miss out on the first stage of our game. Enjoy." I am left with silence before Harry's voice cuts back in.

"Did you get that?" He asks

"Yeah, but I have no idea what they mean."

"Well, just make sure to be prepared for anything, whatever they are doing is obviously a cruel entertainment." He warns and I am in full agreement.

We are filled with a comfortable silence, until I hear Harry mutter a low 'shit'

"What?" I ask and he doesn't answer at first

But I am faced with my own worries as a man covered with gear and weapons approaches me. The only visible part of his skin visible is his eyes. They are a deep brown, and seem to stare me down. As I observe him with curiosity, he moves at astonishing speed and strikes me in the back. I tumble to the ground, but quickly recover and kick out at his leg, causing him to fall as well. We both stand and face each other.

I make the first move, punching just underneath his jaw, then quickly lashing out where the sun don't shine. Before he falls, he grabs a fistful of my hair, smashing me against the wall. I yelp, the pain searing through my head as I stable myself again. I look down at the body, and I kneel in front of him. I grab the woollen mask and tug it off his face. His face sends a shot of recognition through me, but I ignore it. I've been recognising too many faces lately.

"Why do I feel like my past is coming back to bite me in the arse." I sigh exasperatedly and walk away from the unconscious boy.

I've been wondering around these aimless hallways for around an hour and I'm starting to get frustrated at the blank white walls, and marble tiles. Im almost begging for them to do something to me, no matter how challenging. I will die of boredom and frustration if nothing happens soon.

My wish is granted as the emergency roller door slams down to the floor, locking itself into position. I turn to go back the other way, but another door has me trapped. I'm starting to regret my stupid wish.

I haven't heard from Harry in a long time and I'm starting to get worried.

"Harry. Harry." I whisper, becoming more anxious of what is happening. "Harry answer your damn ear piece." When he doesn't respond I sink to the ground in defeat. I mean, what the fuck is happening to me. I'm just meant to be preventing an assassination but here I am in a fucking 'game', trapped between two doors and without communication.

I close my eyes and try to think, but all I see is Harry's face staring back at me. I can't get his angelic face out of my head. Wait- did I just call his face angelic?

Maybe I did.

So what.

He is hot.

But he's also my partner.

But he's also really hot.

"SHUT THE FUCK UP!" I scream at the voices in my head. And then I realise I'm going crazy. I've finally cracked.

I stand back up, and look for any escape. I spot an air vent, but it might to too small. I stand on my tiptoes and peer through the holes. I might not fit but I can scream as loud as I can and maybe Harry will hear me. I get to work on peeling the cover off the wall, but am blasted in the face with gas.

I splutter and choke as I am knocked backwards. I stuff the fabric of my jacket on my nose, trying to lessen the amount of gas I am taking in, then I approach the air vent again, this time from the side. The gas has a faint tint of pink and I can't specify the exact type.

"I seriously thought we raised you to be smarter." I hear a voice behind me and I spin to the sound. I let my arms fall to my side as I stare at the figure in front of me.

Pale face, brown hair, hazel eyes. In front of me stands my mother. I try to speak but all I can do is stare.

"You were never worthy of a parents love." I gasp as my father shimmers and appears next to my mum.

"Or anyone's love. You're nothing but an insecure little-" I cover my ears and clench my eyes shut. I start to scream, blocking out any words. After a minute I slowly peel my eyes open and let my arms fall to my side. The emergency doors were gone, and there was no sign of anyone.

"What the fuck." I whisper aloud, placing a hand on the wall to stabilise myself. "This is so fucked up."

I feel my legs go numb, but I am engulfed by darkness before I feel myself hit the ground.

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