Prologue

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"It's been two years since our capture, but the outbreak happened only a couple of days ago, yet we're still stuck in this hellhole." Alex complained, "How about you shut the hell up". Charlie snapped from his cell. I turn around and examine my cell, it's only occupied by a fur sleeping bag, a metal tap and a metal toilet without a lid. The walls are covered in dark green moss that overhangs the scratched away steel bars holding us captive.

"Want to do another game of eye spy?" Alex asks looking from me to Charlie hoping for a competitor. Alex was a small brownish haired kid who looks like an eight year old but in reality he's 14. Although he's small in size he's big in brains and acts as our little mastermind, he may have crazy plans but we make them work. "Just go to sleep man, there's nothing else we can really do" Charlie shrugged as he laid on top of his sleeping bag. Charlie is a black haired guy who despite all his sarcasm is a really nice guy when you get to know him. He acts as our combat expert, exceptional with hand to hand combat and can disarm any soldier in the blink of an eye.

"Hello? You still there?" I blink a few times before focusing on Alex who looks as though he's bored to death. "What's wrong?" I reply trying to act as if I was ignoring him "it's so boring and there's nothing here for us to do!" Alex moans before glaring at Charlie, "why don't you come up with another brilliant plan to get us out of here then?" Charlie smirks to himself, "w-w-wait that's perfect!" Alex stammers before launching out of his sleeping bag and fiddling with some moss. "Finally I can get some shuteye" Charlie grunts before turning into his side. "Hey can you pass me some fur?" Alex asks staring at me "why can't you just use your own fur?" I reply raising an eyebrow, he looks behind him then grabs something from his pocket before pulling some fur from his sleeping bag into his palm. "Hey Alex, I think I'm going to go to bed" I yawn before snuggling into my sleeping bag and closing my eyes, all goes quiet apart from Alex who's fiddling with who knows what and once again I can finally get some sle- *click*

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