Flashlight. - Joe Sugg // Walking Dead

TWELVE

''Breakfast!'' I heard an unknown high voice say friendly. My mind was confused, was I kidnapped again? Carefully I opened my eyes and sighed relieved when I saw Tanya's face. She shoved a plate with a cute little breakfast in front of my face. I widened my eyes and smiled at Tanya. ''Thanks!'' My voice chirped and suddenly I felt a movement just behind me. ''Did I wake you up there?'' I asked Joe, who was now untightening his arms around me. ''Yes, you did.'' His morning voice clanged through my ears. ''Great.'' I chuckled and got up to take the breakfast Tanya still was holding. Our little group sat around in a circle. We didn't talk but ate.

''It makes so much more sense now.'' I heard Marcus think out loud. We all automatically looked at him, waiting for him to continue his thoughts. ''Niomi didn't just disappear. I ate her...'' He whispered more to himself than to us. ''I can't believe I ate my girlfriend...'' He continued and shook his head full of regret. We didn't reply with words but with looks. We had done terrible things, but we weren't the ones who were guilty. We stayed like that for a little while, all caught up into thoughts not speaking a single word.

Alfie got up after some minutes and stood in the middle of the circle. His beard kept growing. ''We need to decide what we're going to do. Do we want to stay or continue our trip?'' Alfie's voice clanged into the silence. ''Maybe we should stay here for a little while. On a certain moment we'll have to move on anyway so we might wanna take our rest.'' I spoke. ''Yes, Zoe and Deanne need to recover so I think we should stay here.'' Joe agreed. I smiled to him, thankful that he chose my side. ''Why go out there when we're safe in here?'' Tanya and Jim agreed aswell. Now only Alfie, Zoe and Marcus had to speak up. Alfie looked at Zoe's legs. She wasn't shot, but someone had thrown a knife right through her leg. ''I'm not letting Zoe go out there like that. We should stay.'' Alfie said as he looked to Zoe, who blushed and smiled. ''I'm not going out there on my own, so let's just stay here.'' Also Marcus agreed.

I decided it was time to explore the café so I searched through every room. The tiny kitchen, bathroom and there was even an upstairs. Upstairs there were 3 bedrooms, very small but they still looked nice. I searched for supplies and gear and found some batteries. My eyes found a little box and my hands opened it. I was fully concentrated on what could be in there, when I heard footsteps coming up the stairs. ''You should rest, Deanne.'' Joe told me as he stood at the door. ''Joe, come here.'' I said as I looked into the item that was in the box. Joe walked up to me and sat down right besides me. Joe hold the item that was in the box and looked at it. ''But that's us.'' He stuttered and looked at the photo. The photo was taken when Joe and I met, when he was being attacked and I saved him. ''You remember I heard someone was following us? This had to be the person.'' I told Joe and felt Goosebumps setting up. ''He clearly left this place, we should go through everything he or she owned.'' Joe suggested and I nodded as agreement. I folded the photo and put it in my pocket before I shared a glance with Joe and got up. With a curious mind and a frightened heart I opened every closet. ''Clothing, clothing, underwear...'' As I went through every single item Joe called out to me from the other bedroom. ''Look at this.'' He said with big eyes and handed over more photos. Photos from me and Joe in the little cave, in the police office and even in camp KIDE. It started to freak me out, and surely Joe was freaking out aswell. Without sharing a word I walked back to the room I was searching in, and continued the search. We didn't found anything besides even more photos of me and Joe.

We walked back to our group, to tell them what we found out. Tanya and Jim were having a conversation, Marcus was sleeping on one of the couches and Alfie was taking care of Zoe's leg. He could be really helpful which was really cute. ''Guys, we found something.'' I spoke up, getting the attention of the group. ''Joe and I found several photos. Not just of anything, but of ourselves. The man who was living here clearly was stalking us.'' I showed the pictures as Joe continued talking. ''We don't know why, but it must have some sort of meaning.'' He said and we waited for a respond. ''Maybe he died while he was stalking you in Camp KIDE.'' Jim reacted and I thought about it. He might be right about that. This unknown man had loads of pictures of me and Joe, so he was probably stalking us when we messed up Camp KIDE. ''Have you searched downstairs for more clues?'' Zoe asked and rubbed her legs. ''Not yet.'' I said and almost ran to the kitchen to search for more.

Knifes, spoons and forks. Plates and bowls but no more clues. The bathroom was next. It was a pretty large bathroom including even a bath. My eyes scrolled through the room and rested on a stack of papers. They looked like they were magazines and newspapers, but I wanted to search through them anyway. After going through 34 papers, I got up pretty pissed. ''Hell no.'' I whined and picked up the full stack of papers. My mind took over my muscles for a second and with my girl power I threw the papers through the bathroom. I was of course stupid enough to hit the mirror above the sink which collapsed into the ground. Hundreds of sharp pieces lay on the ground, and something unexpected had appeared in the mirror's place.

''Joe, I found something!'' I screamed before I even stepped closer. Joe came running in and immediately looked at the splashed mirror. I carefully made my way to the sink and grabbed the few papers from the gab in the wall. Joe stood right besides me and together we read the first few sentences.

''Some species of humanity won't be attractive for the Dead. These can roam around free and don't have to be scared for the Eating Dead. The Main Office is still trying to find out what's so special about this sort of humanity while many agents observe these species.'' I read out loud, shocked by what I was reading.

''My project is to observe Deanne Rawley and Joe Sugg.''