I felt like updating twice today, because... Well why do I need a reason?

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"I'm glad you decided to pull your pants!" James was still laughing when I punched him in the arm.

"Not funny!"

I could tell he felt the opposite. "Ok, nobody else saw anything and I won't tell, got it?"

I nodded.

"If," he continued on. "you promise to help me through the week." Seemed like a easy deal.

"Fine. And if you break your promise..."

"You'll what? Kill me? Yeah right. You nee all the help you can get."

"I'll think of something. In the meantime let's just get this training over with."

Little did I know helping James would be a lot more work then I needed.

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I never expected the first day to be as hard as it was. Plus it didn't help that James made me to basically everything for him, as well as my own work. I'm just glad that the day is done, and I get a tad bit of rest.

I decided to head back to our room earlier then everyone else, so I could get some sleep. It was already freezing, only though it was like 7:00. A shiver went down my spine, and I got the feeling that something was watching me. Whatever it was, it was to stealthy to be one of the infected, yet clumsy at the same time.

I was almost to our building, when I heard a twig crack behind me. I darted around, and saw someone standing there. Before I had a chance to react, a bag was thrown over my head, and I was dragged into the closest building.

My body went limp as I was dragged into the building, and I had little suspicion to who it was. Before I knew it there was a searing pain in my head, and I blacked out...

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When I was able to gain consciousness, I scanned my surroundings and I realized that I was in the kitchen. It was pitch black except one candle that was rested on the oven next to me.

"I see you've woken up." Rob stepped into the light and I gasped. "Don't be surprised Claire, it was bound to happen."

I had a million questions to ask, but the only thing I was able to choke out was: "Why?"

"Why?" Rob let our a hysterical laugh. "You make it sound like you're surprised."

"If you're going to kill me, do it now." I stuttered. Then I remembered the phone I had in my back pocket. My hands were tied to my back, so I was able to fumble around until I grabbed on. Now here was the had part, making a call. "Maybe if I CALL BRENT then he will here me!"

Rob gave me a strange look before laughing. "Oh they can't here you! These walls are sound proof!"

"I'm not sure about that... HELP BRENT I'M IN THE KITCHEN!"

"SHUT UP!" Rob punched me in the nose, causing me to cry out in pain. "Not so tough now are you? That's what I thought. Your friends aren't coming for you Claire. We have the whole building locked up tight. Now you better tell me want before I kill you!"

"W-what do you want?" I stuttered.

"Nothing much, just the keys to your RV, and to kill Brent and James."

"WHY!?"

"There is no reason, I just want them dead. They look like they have good things for us."

"Robert!" I hadn't even noticed that Caleb was here the entire team. "There are a group of her friends trying to get in!"

"What did you do!" Rob punched me in the jaw. "YOU LED THEM HERE!"

All I could do was groan. My jaw felt like it was broken. "Caleb you finish her off. I want to personally kill them."

Caleb spun is knife between his fingers and smiled. "It'll be a honor."