Chapter 11 The Tunnel of Nowhere... or not

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We were all now lining up in single file, waiting for our turn to get our so called "lunch". Each of us were not convinced that the food we ate was not poisoned on our first day in this hell of a place they call "temporary dorms". But then we realised that the food really was edible. All we ate these days were porridge, and it tastes like plain water with cooked rice in a bowl. Not even a freaking grain of salt at least was in there. I was begining to feel nervous about our escape here even though me and Adrian already sorted out our plans.

What if Mr Y isn't really what he says he is? What if he wasn't really the syndicate leader and that the real one is hiding somwhere to keep himself safe? Maybe, just maybe this syndicate is bigger than we thought it really was. I thought. Something tells me that we need to stay here more, and look out for more clues.

Adrian was behind me, who was starting to tell me something.

"I don't think we should do it yet. It's too early." He whispered behind my back, which made me shudder.

"You're right." I responded while I took the serving spoon and put some porridge on my bowl. "Gotta look out for more clues. I'll give bro the recorder. Let him escape by himself first, so he could let  Mr. Wilson get some info when he listens to whatever is in it." I continued.

Adrian nodded as we sat on the chair and put our dishes on the table.We tried to get far from each other, so no one would be suspicious. I sat beside Jessie, who was licking the rest of her porridge. When she finished, the bowl was so shiny it looked like it has just been washed. Wow, this girl could eat!

"Hey gurl! How's everything going?" She smiled. among all of us in here, she was the only one who could manage to smile despite the floor we had to sleep on, the food they gave us, the bathroom that they let us use which was so smelly anyone who dares going in there would literally tear up a bucket filled with tears, and the fact that our lives were in danger.

''Can't tell you know, but you'll see." I said scooping the rest of my porridge and stuffing them in my mouth.

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Jaden

"WHY THE HELL DIDN'T YOU POOPHEADS TELL THEY WERE KIDNAPPED?!" Noah shouted. Me, Zack, Emerald, my brother Ian and Ivan were in Noah's house right now. All of us decided to tell Noah because of Zack's guilt. The only reason that we didn't tell Noah was because she would act like... this. And because of Zack, who can be such a prick sometimes, forced us to tell her because of the consequences we would face if we took longer time to spit it out. He was right though.....

Noah and Megs are as close as husband and wife, so  they are overprotective to each other sometimes. I didn't blame them, even me and Zack were that crazy about each other. We're not even gays, just..... too close.

"Geez, you didn't have to call us poopheads." Zack said. Noah got redder and redder as Zack opened his mouth, because he has been saying lame excuses for the past hour already. 

"THAT'S IT! I'M GETTING MY STICK!" She said and took her special stick and hit Zack on the head. We were all standing against the wall, just like lost little children who were punished by their teacher.

"Look, Noah. We only did that because we didn't want you to act like that. We were worried you would lock yourself in your room and never come back until you find out the Megan is safe."

"And as for me, I just got dragged into this." Ian said.

"IAN, GET OUT." Noah threatened. Faster than the blink of and eye, Ian rushed to get out of the room. Lucky....

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