Chapter Ten

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Me. An orange flower. A lone painting in a cave. These three things have something in common: that feeling of being so alone, like no one can help you. For me, that feeling truely started showing it's colours when I saw him. The one person I thought I could trust, bringing me and Seth to be executed. Lucas.

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Masked men came while we were sleeping, and woke us up just to tie our hands behind our back and lead us to our death. They said we were being killed along with 3 others for trespassing, betrayal, treason, and refusing to follow the leader. My brother, Lucas, grabbed me and forced me into a cell. In the cell, there was a window on the wall opposite of the bars. I looked out the window and saw utter chaos. People were fighting, yelling, screaming, crying. It felt like I was being chosen all over again. Now I really did feel like a lone flower. I went over to the bars and tried shaking them. They were sturdy, and unbreakable. For a few minutes I was staring and wondering how I should escape. After a while, I remembered my trials. Those three doors I had to open with riddles. What if this door is the same?!? But what would the riddle be?!? As I sat and started thinking, I heard a familiar voice.

"YOU CAN'T DO THIS TO ME!!!" I knew right away who it was. The person got thrown into the cell opposite of mine.

"Justin!!!" I shouted. He looked at me.

"Summer?!? How are you not dead?!? What happened to you?!? Where have you been?!? Why - "

"Long story. I promise I will answer any question you have later. But for right now, we need to get out of here and find Seth." I explained.

"Who's Seth?" Justin asked.

"Another long story. Do you remember the bomb I showed you how to make?" I asked.

"Yea. Why?"

"Do you have it with you?" He looked at me all confused, then after a few seconds, he got a huge smile on his face.

"If I'm thinking what you're thinking, I have it in my backpack I made. But the gaurds took it somewhere. And if we are thinking two different things, tell me what your plan is, because it's probably better" said Justin.

"We are gonna blow this place up" I said, just as the guards brought some guy into the cell next to Justin. By the size of the body, and the face built for the mask, I knew....

"Von?!?" I looked at him with disbelief. Mostly because I thought he abandoned us then died.

"Summer?!?" he asked. I nodded my head. "What are you doing here?!?"

"Long story. Wanna help us find a bomb?" I asked. He gave me a confused look. "Justin has a bomb. We can use it to blow this place up, but we don't know where the bomb is."

"I'll help. I used to work here. I know where they keep prisoner's belongings" said Von.

"Great. But how do we get out of here?" asked Justin. I thought about the trials. How the doors opened from answering the riddles. I looked at Justin, then Von. There must be some sort of puzzle here. I can't describe the feeling, but somehow I know that the mountain was preparing me for this moment.

"Why are you just staring at us like that?" asked Von.

"You guys don't have windows" I said. They gave me a confused look. Well, Von did. Justin looked around feeling for a window.

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