We were staying there, on that campsite for four months. The bunker and the death of the killer were the best thing to happen. There, we had a lot of gear. We found a kitchen inside a bunker, so we had food daily, we had a lot of nice clothes to wear, we could investigate. Due to us going to a highschool based on cooking, we knew how to survive in there. In the past three weeks, we investigated the bukers, we figured everything out, except for the laptops, things in the room meant to control things out. The boys were sharing the job. Mike was still working on encrypting the files on the laptop, Norbert and Johnny were trying to handle the surveillance cameras, which had a password as well, Laurence and Chris were trying to edit the voice recordings from the USB stick they found in a speaker. One day, we could hear that raspy voice trough the speaker again, saying that we had to go and see the control room. Happily, it was just Johnny that forgot to take down the voice changing setting of the microphone. They found something.
Norbert: Guys, look at the screens from 154 to 180, the tag from upper on the screen says the name of every single one of us.
Meredith: Aren't that our houses?
Thaddeus: That's my mother, with some cops, browsing my PC.
Sun: Those are our houses. That's-
Cassidy:-awful. I didn't feel the need to see my family.
Sun: I wanted to say great, but, yeah.
Meredith: Why are number 171 and 154 blank?
Xander: And why doesn't my house have surveillance cameras inside?
Cassidy: Because you arrived later. Probably.
Mike: Those are Marcel's and Kyle's cameras. They are dead.
Meredith: Makes a lot of sense now.
Daniella: Or maybe the police knows they are dead and they found the cameras.
Mike: CAN YOU SEE ANY POLICE? ARE YOU FUCKING STUPID? I CAN"T EVEN.
Daniella: Do you want me to punch you in the face?
Mike: Go ahead.
Daniella: Get lost.
Mike: My dick will get lost in your throat if you don't shut up.
Daniella: Girls, let's go. It is full of idiots in there.
Johnny: It won't, after you leave.
The dickheads left and we kept on looking at the images the boys discovered. Our parents thought we were dead, the police was trying to find us, or our bodies. After seeing the images, me, Madeline, Sun and Audrey went back to the kitchen, to cook some french fries. While cooking, we exchanged some opinions about what Marcel left behind.
Madeline: He seemed so stupid in te last years.
Audrey: He was just stubborn. Nobody in the classroom had a serious talk with him. We never knew the way he was.
Sun: Where is Cassidy?
Audrey: Taking a shower.
Madeline: Anyway, it's great that there is no killer no more. We can at least have no fear for death.
Meredith: Do you know we can still kill one another, right?
Sun: I am one step closer to punching Daniella in the face.
Meredith: Aren't we all?
We continued cooking and gossping. For the first time in the past months, I felt relieved, fearless. Nobody had the power to kill us anymore. We could live our senseless lives in peace. After we finished cooking the fries, we went to the dining room from another bunker and ate them. The dickheads ate at a smaller, separate table.
Daniella: Why are those potatoes so raw?
Mike: That's the first fucking actual meal you got in the last few fucking months and all you can do is complain about their rawness?
Carmencita: They really are raw. Stop talking.
Johnny: Dick is raw but you eat it anyway, bitches.
Norbert: Johnny's got a point.
Daniella: I am not going to eat this.
Cassidy: Does it hurt your little stomach, princess?
Carmencita: She is a soft fairytale girl, and she is not forced to eat those raw potatoes.
Mike: The little dick riding hood.
The dickheads went to their bunkers, hardly trying not to set up a fight. We continued talking and eating the same as before. We never allowed those girls to ruin our happines and harmony. That's what I like most about the rest of us.
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