Chapter 6: Day One Part 3

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My group and I race around trying to find Nicole. I sit down at a computer and pull it up. These aren't like computers they have where I'm from, this is way more advanced.

Nicole made me feel something on the bus. She made me feel like my past doesn't matter, it doesn't matter about anything, at all. I'm actually worried, she could be dead. I could be the reason why she's dead, I'm panicking. Amelia sees me panic.

"Hey, Alex," she says, her voice is so sweet, "are you okay? You seem distant."

"Huh? Oh yeah," I lie, "I'm okay, I've just never seen a computer like this."

Amelia laughs, "That's because it's not a computer."

"Then what is it."

"It's a Memory Core, silly."

"Memory Core?"

"It was created by the Core family, it stores all the information that ever was, and ever is."

"Oh, that explains a lot."

"Silly. Do you even know what this camp is?"

"No, umm, I was never told."

"Well, I'll be happy to explain after we find Nicole." I nod in agreement. It doesn't matter what this camp is when Nicole is missing.

Thirty minutes after Amelia and my conversation we find something, big.

"Hey guys, look at this." James says.

"It looks like a picture of Nicole," Cydney says.

"No duh Sherlock," James remarks.

"You don't have to be mean about it."

"You don't have to be so simple minded."

"Guys," I interrupt, "it's not going to help Nicole if we're fighting. James, that wasn't a nice comment, we're a team, act like it. Cydney, well, James said it. There's too much going on for little remarks, we have to use every moment to the fullest."

Cydney sighs, "Fine. It's only for a little while longer, hopefully not as long as the time we have left."

"Hopefully." James is so arrogant, it makes me sick.

"Good. Now, we need to find out an approximate area of where she could be." The photo is of Nicole tied up, she's in a dark building with little lighting. The lighting there is looks like it's from a flashlight. "Okay, I think I have a plan..."

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