Restless

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Reid's Point of View

Before Jay or Kyle could ask another question, I took a huge risk, and said, "Listen, guys, I am a huge fan of games, but hasn't this gone on for long enough? What are you trying to acomplish here?" Kyle and Jay turned their heads away from the camera in suprise. When I saw their facial expressions, I shrunk in my mental chair; I knew I screwed up, big time.

Kyle tightended his grip on his knife, that was in his hand yet again, and responded, "Oh, are you getting restless Doctor Reid? Well, let's take a walk then!" Before I knew what was happening, Kyle had uncuffed me from the chair and recuffed my hands in front of me and was dragging me away from the camera; I still, however, heard Morgan screaming into the camera.

I pushed Kyle desperate to get away, but all I got was a cold feeling in my shoulder; it was pulled away and pushed in my arm again. I was being stabbed for sure, and Kyle was at 3. Before he could get half way to my death, Jay stopped him and pleaded, "Wait, we can't kill him yet. We still have to-" Jay was cut off by a sudden knock at the door. I rolled onto my back from my place on the floor realizing it had to be Hotch and the others. They were here.

Kyle turned to Jay and ordered, urgently, "Okay, there is no where for us to run, so I want you to hold onto the piece of shit doctor over here, and if something happens to me, I want you to go all the way to 8; and finish him."

My vision was becoming cloudy as I was pulled to my feet. I felt a knife against my throat and Jay's other hand around my stomach. I heard footsteps and knew, how Morgan would put it, shit was about to go down.

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