Chapter 15

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Zoey's P.O.V

We have been in groups for 1 hour. nothing has gone wrong...yet. my group is upstairs in Sierra's room. I was looking at her photo album and Mike and Cameron were playing an old board game she had stuffed under her bed.

" I wonder how everyone else is holding up." I said to break the silence.

"Me too." Cameron said.

"Maybe we she go and find everybody and just go home. This is stupid. " Mike said.

Mike was acting like a little whiner lately.

" No. I can just go ask and see if everyone's okay. " Cameron said.

" Okay good with me." I said.

" Same here. " Mike said.

Cameron left the room and me and Mike sat in silence. Then the lights go off and I realize something. Mike had not been acting like HIMSELF. He had MPD. Him scanning through my photo album, him being with Izzy and Harold and Cody when they were hurt! He has been doing this! MAL. But why hasn't he stopped him yet? I then felt something on my shoulder. I knew it was Mal. I screamed and felt a hard and cold object hit my head, then all I saw was darkness.

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