Part 2
~Louis' POV~
I was in a dark, cold room. I was alone and naked. I looked around for help, banging on the steel walls around me. I was scared for I had heard things about this. I started shouting and screaming. I wanted out and I could not get there. I heard a screeching noise coming from the ceiling. As my eyes started to adjust to the darkness, I can see pipes all around me and I knew what was coming. I was in a gas chamber. As I felt the vile gas slowly slipping in my lungs, I crouch to the ground gasping for air when I suddenly feel a cold hand on my shoulder shaking me roughly. I opened my eyes, gasping for air as if the gas was still in me. I looked at my surroundings seeing the tent and bodies of rags around me. I turn around to look at the person who shook me out of my dangerous nightmare and see Rach and smile slightly. She's more pale and fragile than I remembered before we were sent to this concentration camp, but she was still beautiful. "Louis, are you okay?" she asked as she carefully rubbed her hand along my cheek. I smiled a little and put my hand over hers, " I am now." She smiled and carefully kissed me on the cheek as she looked at me. "come on, Harry found something" she said while taking my hand helping me get up to join the rest of the group. As we sat around our little circle, I saw that everyone was awake except for the few people that were sick or too weak to move. We call our little group a family, for what we have been through and what we will, for we will do it together. I look at the hollow faces around our family, the happy healthy faces I used to know are no longer there. Harry sat in the middle with Bre holding a sac full of something, everyone was around him excited to see what he had. Niall was holding Steph in his lap, brushing her hair softly with his hands. Zayn was leaning against Elexus, holding her hand as she looks at a child's cuts. Liam was playing with Jenna's fingers while she was falling asleep beside him. Drake was holding Niichole tightly as if to hide her from a soldier. As I look around, I realized I was holding Rach's hand too tightly. Her face was scrunched up. "sorry" I told her. I relaxed my fingers and waited for Harry to explain what was in that special sac of his.
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