Prologue
Bang!
A gun went off. But which one? We all had guns drawn and pointed at one another. I looked over at my partner, her face in shock. Then I felt it, a sharp pain in my side, a burning sensation. I looked down, a dark, wet stain on my shirt. Blood.been shot.
The room started spinning, then black. But who was holding the gun who shot me?
My mind kept replaying the events that happened before. What events led me and Alana to that place?
And why me?
Why was I chosen? I'm just an average teenage boy.
I'm nothing special.
