Day 394

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   The two men turned around. Cry quickly stepped behind me. Like he was trying to hide from them, but it didn't work. "New people?" one of them said looking at Dan. "Yup." was all he said before he and Phil walked out of the tent. "Well, well, well. Isn't it masky." one of the guys said looking at Cry and chuckling. Cry grabbed my hand. Still standing behind me. "You've met Cry?" Mark asked, obviously seeing how uncomfortable Cry was.
   "You could say that." the other one said. "Well Connor isn't here. He went out. But I'm guessing you need a place to stay?" the taller one said, while the other one was looking at Cry who was still hiding behind me. "Well there is a price for staying here." the taller one said. "We have a car. It runs and everything." Jack said pointing behind him. "I don't think that will cover 4 people." the shorter one said, smiling a little. What was he thinking about?
   There was a silence. "What will?" I asked. The guy looked past me and at Cry. "What are you thinking about?" Mark asked, following his gaze to Cry. "Maybe masky can do... A job." he said smiling. "No way." I said. "Wait lets hear him out." Mark said. "You're not telling me you want to trade Cry." I said. "No! I just want to know what kind of job." Mark said. "I'm sorry about my friend. The car is fine. You can have cells 32C and 25A." the taller one cut in.
   Thank god. "Thanks." Jack said smiling. We walked out and walked towards the entrance. "Creep." I muttered. I held onto Cry's hand tightly just to make sure he was still there. "Me and Mark will take 32C." Jack said right as we entered. "Fine with me." I said glaring at Mark. I couldn't believe he actually thought about leaving Cry alone with some creep.
   We entered the cell. "How did he know you?" I asked imidiently. "I met them when I went to town. That's where the blood came from." Cry said sitting of the bottom bunk. "How are they still alive?" I asked, confused. "Its not their blood.... Its mine." Cry said quietly. My eyes widened. "Why didn't you tell me?" I asked quickly. "I just... I don't know." he sighed. I sat down next to him. I felt guilty that I didn't know. How could I though?

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