The Flame Torch: Chapter Eight

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My name is Alyssa Thomas, and I've lost all of my memories about myself. My friends and I have escape the Games called Capture The Flag but leaving some incredibly great friends behind. I have found out that we were being used for TV amusement by these TV host and who has created the Games of Capture The Flag. Watch out Elizabeth Winter because we're coming for you. We're now trapped in a total new Game. And we have to play because one of us is in infected. And if we don't play one of us would die. Now we're playing the Game called... The Flame Torch.

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Colton and Hannah had lead us to another warehouse that was slightly more bigger than the other one. The walls were old, looked ruined and moist. It smelt kinda funny, like something had died in here type of smell. It felt cold in here like we were in Antartica, but we weren't.

"What about, you know who? What if he doesn't want them here?" Hannah asked harshly. Colton rolled his eyes.

"Don't worry! He'll gonna have ta, if he wants to find The Black Hand?" Colton said as Hannah nodded slowly. I frowned, what were they talking about? What did they mean? Who is The Black Hand? Who is he?

"COLTON! HANNAH!" We started to hear yelling as Colton and Hannah stood still. I guess my questions answer came to soon. An older man came walking out. He had greyish brown hair as he had some wrinkles. We wore an red and black plaid shirt with brown pants. His green eyes widen as he saw us. "And who are your new friends?" He asked, curiously.

"Don't you mean, Colton's new friends!" Hannah said as she looked at Colton as he nervously laughed as he scratched the back of his neck.

"My name is Alyssa Thomas! Colton and Hannah had saved our lives. And we're going to the mountains to find the Safe Haven and The Black Hand!" I said nervously as he looked at me confusingly as he began to laugh. Erm, how is this funny?

"You're looking for The Black Hand? You might as well look for ghost, kiddo!" He laughs as I frowned. What did he mean?

"I'm not joking! One of us is infected with The Flame Torch and one of us will die if we don't get there in time!" I explained as he rolled his eyes as he did a ha and smiled, widely.

"Look, Kiddo, we're all infected with The Flame Torch... Duh! That's why it's called The Flame Torch. No, not really... We're mostly infected by The Blaze." He said as he smiled, insane smile to be exact. The Blaze... Where have I heard of that name?

"Well, how come you haven't died yet?" Logan asked as he frowned. Logan's eyes had followed the strangers with his eyes as he walked over towards him.

"That's an excellent question, son, why aren't you dead yourself?" He said as he patted Logan's head. Logan let out a low, dangerous sounding chuckle. He whipped his head up as a dangerous smirk plays on his lips. Oh no!

"Well I asked first? So how about you answer the question, gramps?" Logan said bluntly as he looked at him and frown. The man's amber eyes widen in shock as he went close to Logan's face that Logan could smell his hot breath on his face.

"So much attitude young man! Hang them!" He whispers the first part then yells the last part. Hannah smirked as Colton's eyes widen.

"What! What ab-"

"Not now Colton! Hang them, until they learn to respect their elders!" He says as Colton nodded sadly. He looks up as Hannah and himself did what the man had asked them to do.

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