DR/PR: I'd KILL for my freedom

Scarred, Shaken and Fearful

Camille curls up in the shadows of the main hall. She's alone for once, with nothing but her notepad, a pen, her sugary sweets... and a knife to defend herself with. She's absolutely terrified, and honestly no-one can blame her. She witnessed the death of psycho Guin and saw the corpse of a brutally murdered RJ. She'd given in and thrown up last night, causing everyone to get up and try to calm her before she passed out. Luckily, due to medical reasons, Grizzaka allowed it because he prefered her to die by murder rather than health problems.

The Ultimate Camouflager was lookin at the knife in her hand. She was so, so scared. The first person who tried to attack her in any way they could, she'd kill them and run for it. Yea that meant she'd most likely get caught and killed, but it was for defence purposes, right? So... that would make the trial false? She had no clue. But if she stayed like this, she'd loose it. And if she saw another body... she would snap.

"Camille?" a voice breaks the silence and she snaps out of her thoughts. She goes to defend herself with the knife, but relaxes when the voice calls to her again. "Camille?" She can't answer, but she knows who that is. She looks up to see Jarrod with a small smile on his face. "There you are. I was scared that you'd been killed." She smiles and puts the knife down. "Whats with the knife?"

She scribbles on her notepad. "Defence. I'm so scared someone'll just appear out of nowhere and kill me!" Jarrod runs forward and hugs her tightly, and she sobs. She wishes she could talk, so she could tell him everything; seeing Guin's mangled body right before her eyes, seeing RJ's bleeding corpse in the corridor, feeling so on edge she felt like she would loose her mind.

He can see the pain in her eyes and the fact she would never stop shaking. He knows that seeing those dead bodies had scarred her quite easily. He gently kisses her on the nose. "Stop crying now Camille. Please. If anyone is out for blood, they'll hear you and kill us both." She nods and manages to shut herself up. "Good girl. Now, let's head back to where the others are. Anyone who wants to murder people can't do it when everyone else is there, so if we all stay in a group we'll be fine."

She scribbles something. "But we could be standing with a psychopath."

"I know. But we stay together and they won't be able to kill us. Now, let's go. And I think you should hide that knife somewhere so others won't be able to get it. Maybe in our room; that way they won't get it at all!" He was right; there was a strict rule about going into others bedrooms. They could only do that during investigation time, no other time is permitted. So unless either of them died, the knife would never be discovered.

They rushed to their bedroom, picking up more sugary sweets for her and hiding the knife in their drawer. She sorts herself out so she doesn't look crazy and they head down to the mess hall; and it is a complete mess. Casey and Theo have started a food battle against Lily and Maya. Rose was hiding under the table, with her notepad saying "FOODFIGHT! HELP!". Camille quickly rushes over, notepad scribbled on with her writing.

"STOP!" she gives Casey a small shove and that stops everyone. Casey looks at her queerly.

"What was that for?" he asks. She scribbles something down quickly and shows it.

"Because this place is a complete wreck, thats why. And if you continue your foodfight, you're gonna end up turning it into a proper competition. Real competitions equal enemies, right? And I don't think an enemy is a good idea at this current time." Casey reads what she wrote and nods; she is making sense. May and Lily both stop and go to the boys.

"Sorry for continuing the foodfight."

"Sorry for starting it." The group all hug and Rose appears, jumping for joy, before slipping and falling onto the floor on her butt. She giggles, but doesn't laugh due to being mute. The smile on her face is so cute and dinky. Casey can't help but grin; She was so innocent, why would she ever be a killer? Or a victim for that matter? Everyone loved her like a little sister, and she was just too cute. The thought of her dying.. it sent shudders down his spine.

But he could see it in her eyes; after seeing both Guin and RJ covered in blood and dead, she had been so scared. She refused to leave a room unless everyone else was going out to another room. She never wanted to be alone, she was too scared. She and Camille would usually hang around with Jarrod, so they'd be in a three; keeping each other company. Rose knew Jarrod would never try and kill her or Camille; Camille and Jarrod were too close for one to kill the other, and both Jarrod and Camille cared for Rose like a little sister.

"RANDOM PILLOW OUT OF NOWHERE!!" a pillow appears and hits Casey in the face. Lily laughs and giggles. "BULLSEYE!" Dom bursts out laughing and Jarrod chuckles.

"Lily! What the heck?" He looks at her and she grins cheekily.

"PILLOW FIGHT!! Pillow fights are more fun and no-one gets competitive!!"

Casey grins and throws it back. Rose hides under the bench again and is soon joined by Camille, but it isn't long before more pillows have appeared and it turns into a frenzie of feathers, pillows and more. Everyone had almost forgotten that they were fighting to stay alive.

"RING RING, ITS 10PM! EVERYONE HEAD BACK TO YOUR ASSIGNED BEDROOMS!! AND NEXT TIME YOU DECIDE TO HAVE A PILLOW FIGHT, PLEASE DO IT IN THE MAIN ROOM AND NOT THE MESS HALL!!"

"Well why is it called the mess hall then if there's no mess??" laughs Maya, and Casey gives her a hug.

"Nice rebound there Maya!"

"Thanks. Now, let's head to bed. I'm so tired after that pillow fight."

Camille chuckles and shows her notepad. "I'm tired too. Let's go." Jarrod instantly goes to her side and places an arm around her, with Rose appearing beside them both with Lily. The began to head down the corridors, racing each other and doing neat little tricks along the way (flips, cartwheels, etc).

They all headed to bed, and for once Camille finally manages to get to sleep without thinking of the dead corpses. Instead, she dreamed all of them were having a pillow fight. Guin and RJ are there, and everyone is grinning and smiling and having a great time.

If only it could be like that.