Chapter 21 - Investagating

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"What are we even doing?"

"Thomas sent us to go stock up on food, so we will."

"Why couldn't I drive?"

"Shut up, Alexis." David rolled his eyes. He didn't care how old Alexis got, she would always be little baby Alexis.

"Can you please call me Alex?" She asked, annoyed and sarcastic.

"Not until I'm dead." He joked. Alexis was so stubborn. She would have had a great life, if it wasn't for him. Joining the Red Room like an idiot, and then bringing Thomas into it? Stupid. He even held that Mark guy at gunpoint in the middle of a crowded airport. 

He rubbed the wound on his hand. What did that get him? Stabbed in the hand with a compass. When he saw Stephanie in that feild, he thought she looked so fimiliar. And she was. She stabbed him in the hand with a math compass after he held her friend at gunpoint in a crowded airport. Yep, totally an average day that was.

But once they joined the Red Room, there was no going back. They tore Alexis away from her school, her friends, and lived up in the mountains. Luckily, Alexis had a habit of sneaking out, and unlike her two stupid brothers, didn't become an isolated freak. Well, not entirely.

"Oh my god." Alexis's eyes went wide. David looked ahead.

"Oh my god." He repeated. There was a car crash at the side of the road. They pulled up and got out of the car. The window was shattered. Alexis screamed. There was a body on the hood of the car. He had been thrown through the windshield. And David knew exactly who he was.

"Mark..." He thought aloud.

"Someone shot the window. That must have been what drove him off course." Alexis noted. "Huh. The gas is leaking." She laid down and looked under the car. A pair of shoes appeared on the other side. "See anything over there, David?"

"Where?" He asked. Alexis looked up. David was standing above her. She looked at the shoes again. They were farther away now. She could see a thin trail of liquid coming towards the car.

"Alexis, run!" Yelled David.

But it was too late. A match dropped onto the gas. There was a bright flash of light, and then nothing.

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