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Authors note: first of all I'm so so so so so sorry I haven't updated in a really...like really long time😳 I don't have a good excuse really but I'm gonna get back on track😊

   (Recap)
The eight of us didn't say anything we just sat there hoping that this isn't the last few moment of our lives.

Cameron walked closer to us and rubbed his hands together, "Let's get started".

Nash's pov

It happened very quickly, everything around me was blurry, I tried to fight back but I was weak. The voices of my team were fading until they were completely gone.... The room fell dark.

..........

My eyes slowly began to open, I let out a groan as I felt a throbbing pain in my left arm. I sat up and looked around the room quickly, I was alone in a tiny room... Still the the hospital.

I looked done at my arm where the pain was irreplaceable, I had a gut feeling that I may had been shot.. or maybe stabbed. I wasn't sure though due to the fact that I have never experienced either of those things.

There was no blood on my arm, I crunched my eyebrows together in confusion, I slightly turned my arm to try to see the back side of it and just that small movement sent horrible pain through my arm. That's when I noticed how swollen above my elbow was, my arm was broken.

I stood up off the ground gripping my left arm with my right hand. I walked to the door slowly before I turned the handle slowly before giving the door a light push with my leg to open it. But the door didn't budge... I knew the doors didn't lock so I tried another time.. Again it didn't open.

I tried to stay calm, I took in a deep breath and slowly let go. I leaned against the wall shutting my eyes tightly hoping the horrible horrible pain in my arm would go away.

Then my sisters face popped up into my mind and my eyes shot open... Where is she? Everyone else in my group began to come to mind also. Then Cameron and his group snuck into my head.

I began to breath hard not caring that I was losing my shit anymore. The thought of my team in harm hurt way worse then the pain in my arm.

I ran at the door aggressively hitting it with my body just praying it would open, it didn't. So I did it again, and again, and again.... Nothing.

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