Code Red. | Cameron Dallas.

Fifteen.

"Madeline. My names Madeline." I whisper. "Madeline." I rock back and forth. I remember. Everything. Marcus. Cameron, Shawn, Nash, Taylor. My mission. What I'm meant to do.

It all came to me in a dream.

Like how Cameron came to me.

Annie says I'm okay to go so Marcus is coming to get me.

Missions over.

I failed.

I'm fired. Done. Out. Gone.

That's all an agent gets.

One failure and you're out. Wiped out of the system and going back to living how we used to.

I don't remember where I came from. Is that a side effect of the amnesia?

"Mia your friend Marcus is here." Annie hands me a bag of some of the clothes a doctor bought me which I could wear while I was here.

"Thank you for taking care of me while I was here Annie."

"It was nice having you as a patient Mia." I hug her and walk out into the hall. I look around for Marcus but I couldn't see him anywhere. "He's over there Mia." Annie points to someone I didn't want to see again.

That's not Marcus.

No shut up, don't say anything. You could still blow your cover. I'm not done.

"Mia it's good to see you again." He says. He pulls me towards him and takes my bag.

"Hey." I give him a fake smile.

"By now doc. Thank you." He waves to her and he takes me out of the hospital. I try to get away from him but I was still a little weak and his grip was strong around me.

"Let me go!"

"No can do sweetheart. Usually I'm the one giving the orders but this time I have to follow them from someone. Just go with it alright. You're not going to be happy either way." He chucks me in the car and gets in.

I don't like him.

We end up in a warehouse.

Why do I have a bad feeling about being here?

He tricks me and manages to tie me up and carry me to a chair. I'm handcuffed to the chair with a full light shining on top of me.

"In case you get scared hanging out here by yourself in the dark, we got this."

"What do you mean 'we'."

"I told you I'm following orders. I'm not the only one who's in on this. I know everything Madeline. The entire story. You don't hide your identity very well."

"JC! It took you long enough to get here. It was a simple 30 minute job and you turned it into a 2 hour job." The voice echoed around and was very deep.

"Sorry boss. I got lost. Drinking kills the brain cells and I think mine was in the memory part. Which way is left and which way is right?"

"Just go now. I can deal with her."

"If you need anything just call. I'm gonna go have some vodka." He leaves the room and someone else enters.

His face was covered by a mask. He begins to circle me and laughs.

"Who are you?"

"Who do you think I am?" I take a moment to think. There haven't been any clues that I know of. Who could this be? "You will know eventually Madeline." I see him turn around and leave me.

I try to remember as much more as I can.

Training skills. Rope. Chair.

Wriggle.

I manage to untie myself from the chair and look around.

This place had an odd feel to it, like something bad happened here maybe? Or maybe it's just because I'm alone in an almost completely dark room.

"She will realise soon and she won't be happy." I noticed that the guys voice had changed. It wasn't as deep as it was but it still had the same tone. Maybe someone is hiding their identity from me.

That makes sense Madeline they were wearing a mask.

"Boss she has the ability to kill you, you know? She could burst out of that room any minute, sneak around and kill you by throwing a pencil at you. I know her, she's a fucking deadly beast. When she finds out she will kill you." How does JC know me?

"Thanks for the heads up JC." I hear footsteps becoming fainter and a door close. I wait a while and a lot of the lights go out.

My time to shine.

I need to get my tough act on and be how I used to be. Lately I haven't been myself.

Walking around the warehouse was definitely a bit scary without my equipment, but this was apart of my training.

Improvise with what you have around you.

A lighter was sat on a small box near me. I pick it up and open the box out of curiosity.

This had fireworks?

I open another box.

Cannabis?

Tons of it.

Why would JC bring me to a warehouse full of...

Oh my god.