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  I kept thinking about that brick wall and kept a straight face the whole time. Timothy fell back asleep and my throat throbbed in pain when I swallowed my saliva. Greg watched over Timothy the whole time, but he too was feeling tired. 

  "Let the killers come out of their cages..."

  Oh no. Eve said something about the end of this day that we will be killed! I looked around and idled myself. Think quick Megan.. Chainsaws and the sound of gun shots were heard. I don't know where they are coming from and I am panicking! I grabbed Greg by his wrist and ran without saying a word.

  "Megan, where are we going?" Greg furrowed his eyebrows.

  "We need to hide." I looked around quickly.

  We hid behind crates and barrels. I couldn't stop shaking and I was struggling to control the noise of my breath. My head ached and I kept swallowing loudly. A bullet flew right passed us, but I kept quiet until I knew we were safe when clearly, we weren't.

  "Come out come out wherever you are." A killer called out.

  The killer wore a mask to cover up his identity. I glared at its wrist and recognized the bracelet the killer was wearing. The killer seemed to be a guy. He walked passed me and I tripped him. He dropped his gun and I grabbed it before he could. I pointed at it and he raised his hands in defeat.

  "Reveal yourself!" I commanded and bent my knees a little.

  The killer took off his mask. It was Troy. That little bastard!

  "Troy? What are you doing here?" I remained calm.

  "You need to get out of here Megan and Greg. You have no idea what situation you are in." Troy slowly stood up.

  I lowered the gun, but kept it in my hands instead of returning it.

  "I will walk away as if nothing happened, but you need to find your way out as soon as possible before anyone else finds you." Troy looked worried.

  "How did you get in here?" I questioned.

  "Eve apparently had eyes on our school and she told me that I could make a few hundred bucks if I help. It was a lie about what she said. She told me I'd work in a factory, but she never mentioned killing people. I am so sorry about sending you those messages Megan." Troy apologized.

  "You sent me those messages! If you wouldn't have send those messages I wouldn't be in this mess!" I raised my weapon.

  "Megan calm down!" Timothy stood in front of me. "He had no choice. Put down the gun."

  Tears slid down my dirty face and I could taste the salt from the corners of my mouth. My knees felt wobbly, but I managed to stay up.

  "I have to go. Stay alive and avoid all killers. Don't let them see you." Troy put his mask on again and ran away from the group.

  I wiped away my tears and my eyes were red. I put the gun in my back pocket and covered it with my sweater. I took out my phone and looked at it. What if Eve is tracking me through my phone? No, there are cameras looking out for me. I sighed and held Timothy's hand.

  "Lets get moving." I told Greg as he followed.