CHAPTER 3

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The sun has come up twice and the moon has gone down once since we have been trapped in here...2 whole days we have been stuck in this hell hole.

'still think they have hidden cameras now' nathan says in a mocking tone.
Hey it was just a theory i say, an at least i acctualy came up with it unlike you i stare at him and mutter under my breath just bloody sitting there doing fuck all.

'what did you just say' nathan says getting up looking annoyed.
Oh nothing i say grinning a little.

'i cant ba......' he began but stops mid sentance as we both hear someone shuffling around outside the door.

We stay as quiet as we possibly can and listen.
Its deffonatly a human i whisper to nathan, i can hear their heart beating.

After about half an hour or more who ever is outside bangs 4 times as hard as they can on the door.

'coming in ready or not' says the voice from the other side of the door.

As it opens i see that the person is a man...a rather tall and lean man with a shaved head and what looks like a fresh coming scar on his right cheek...its kyle!

'we have to get out of here as ASAP' he says, 'they dont know im here letting you out of here' he says looking behind him a worryed look on his face.

Why are you helping us i ask him.
His face imediatly goes red and he cant look me in the eye.
'cos i want to help you, ok' he says going even reder.

There must be another reason surely i say trying to catch his eye.

'ok fine cos i think your a nice walker a good person....ok...pretty and fearless and just trying to do her bit' kyle says now looking to the floor.

I find myself looking to the floor aswell realising my temprature rising a little and if i had blood in my veins i think it would be rushing to my cheeks now.

Nathan coughs from beside of me 'err sorry mate but shes taken' he says glaring hard at kyle.
Oh come on guys theres a time and a place and its not now or here so come on kyle lets get the hell out of here i say following kyle as he turns and walks out of the door.

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