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Back to Bee's POV.
I wake up and I'm tied to a something in a dark room. Not again! I look around and behind me is another person.

"Candice?" I yell whisper.

"Bridgette where the fuck are we?"

"I don't know." I look around and see bits of sunlight coming through the roof. There's something that it's sparkling on. A knife? "Hey I see a knife. Stand up with me and walk over there." She nods and we stand up. We go over and I grab the knife. I cut the rope and we stand apart.

"Girl power!" She shouts and gives me a high five. We hear a deep laughter and then a voice.

"Congratulations on setting yourselves free. There is a gun each for you, make your way through the house and then if you make it, you will see your prize. Good luck." We look at each other.

"Is this the boys? GUYS THIS ISNT FUCKING FUNNY!" I yell.

"YEAH CAN WE JUST GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE?" Candice yells. We hear another voice.

"OR NAH!" The person says.  I roll my eyes and grab the guns. They're not even real. I hand Candice hers and we walk out of the room. It's so dark.

"Which way?" I ask.

"This way, I can see light." I nod and we walk down a small passage way. I hear a gunfire and something hits the wall behind us.

"What the fuck?" I say and something pops out from behind the wall. I panicked and I shot the thing. Something else came out and I shot it as well.

"Good job." Candice says and we continue. "Where the duck are we even going?" I shrug and we keep going.

After like 20 minutes of walking around the house and me shooting everything that jumped out. We walked out and saw the boys laughing their heads off. I look at Candice and she nods. We put our guns up and shoot them all. It's a paintball gun as I figured so it didn't really damage them that much.

"You guys fucking scared the shit out of us! I fucking panicked!" I shout at them.

"Sorry but we did tell you that you needed to toughen up." Matt says.

"Who's sick idea was it to even drug our fucking burgers?" They all pointed to Aaron. Really Aaron?

"It's not my fault. It was a good plan." I roll my eyes and shoot him once more.

"Fuck you guys!" I flip them off and walk off.

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