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——-Sammy sighed deeply before beginning his confession. "That night when me and Joey were playing, all those years ago...I didn't fall down the stairs..." he said then glanced over at Joey. "It wasn't your fault I got hurt...it was mom's."
The three boys looked confused for a moment before Joey spoke. "What?!...what do you mean?"
Sammy looked down and continued. "As I was playing, I was also snooping around because I knew things. Things we shouldn't. I was trying to get into moms office but she caught me...and threw me down the stairs as a warning. After that we..made a deal" his voice quivers.
"What was the deal?" Norman asked as he sat down next to him to support him.
Sammy turned to him a bit. "The deal was I spy on everyone and made sure no one was learning the truth. If they did I'd have to tell mom. Basically be loyal to mom for a way to live..."
"You mean they won't ship you off to get eaten?" Henry asked. "That's possibly?"
Sammy shakes his head no at Henry. "Once I'm shipped in a few weeks it would be for something else. What that something is, I don't know yet." He replied then looked at each of there faces. "I really want you guys to make...I could try but you guys need to obey the rules hear."No way!" Joey shouted, making all three of the others turned to him in surprise. "No way am I going to listen to you or mom!" Joey starts heading for the door. "We're going to break free soon. With you or what out you!" He opened the door and only gotten one step before Sammy made him stop.
"What about the trackers." Sammy blurted out, making all three turn there attention back to him.
"The what?" Norman ask softly. "What trackers, Sammy?"
Sammy race his hand up to his left ear, making sure all three could see. "They place trackers chips in our ears." He simply spoke. "Mom has a Device that she can use to find us all, easy." He looked from Norman to Henry to Joey. "Think about it. If mom has this...so do the demons." He said, lowering his arm back down.
"So we need to get rid of them some how." Henry noted, feeling the bump in his own ear from his tracker.
"So then-" Joey closed the door and came up to Sammy. "tell us how to get rid of them, rat." He eyed so hard.
Sammy nodded slowly. "I will...but ...what are you going to do for me?" He ask.
"What?!" Joey replied in a pissed off voice. Then he looked at Norman and Henry. "You hearing this?"
"Calm down, Joey..." Henry walked up beside him and puts a hand on his shoulder. "It's information for information." He turned to Sammy next. "We don't know much. But we know what's beyond the fence."
Sammy glanced over to Henry then nodded. "Alright. What's beyond it?"
Henry sat next to him on the other side. "A wall" he simply said. Sammy looked at him for more. "A concrete wall that is one meter tall. No guards of those ...demons you called them?" He waisted for Sammy's nod then continued. "Joey said there was nothing but woods on the other side. So we can escape once we figure out and about this trackers." He said to Sammy. "Now tell us all that you know."
Sammy blinks and wondered if he should tell them everything. Or if they could handle everything he knows. "Hey -" Norman cupped his cheeks, bringing his attention back to Norman. "Please don't hold back anything. We want to know everything."Sammy looked deep in his eyes for a moment then sigh, nodded. "You can cut the tracker out and smash it. But that needs to be done at the vary last second!" He turned to Joey and Henry. "And where not the only farm. There's others but I don't know much about them." He let them have a moment to Grasp this information before continuing. "The test determines who gets eaten. 6-11 the smartest people are saved from being shipped out. Once your 12 your shipped out anyways. But could be given the opportunity to live." Sammy felt tears in his eyes. "I'm sorry for being the spy, I had to. I didn't want to get eaten." He started to cry, feeling Norman's arms wrap around him for comfort.
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