Tory's POV

I'm alone and bruised. Hayden made it clear that I have some explaining to do and he won't help me until I tell him the truth. But what is the truth. I'm abandoned by all of my friends, some lost my trust and some disappeared. And they drag me along, I don't know what to do. What should I do? I thought of this question for a while, while I went into my dorm and grabbed a small razor knife. Shoving it into my right pocket I then took my black hat and scarf. What ever I'm doing it's gonna me a long trip. I wondered for a second where Hayden was. He was probably hiding in the cafeteria, eating his thoughts away. It wasn't like him to do so, but he's changed since he told me he's moving. I wish he could stay. I want him to stay. Our group of friends isn't the same without him. "Frick." I turn around to see Hayden staring at me, "just do what you need to do and forget about me." He said, and he quickly walked past me into the washroom, slamming the door and locking it. The tap was running, I didn't know what to do next. My mind went blank, then I remembered. I just grabbed my whole backpack and ran back into the forest, it's the only way I can save my friends. A high pitched scream left my mouth and black again. If I'm correct, this leads me to what I was looking for.
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When I finally was able to open my eyes, my body was stiff. I couldn't move it. Drugged me. Guess they were scared u was gonna best their ass again. I smirked, startled when I him again. That creepy douchebag. All his cuts were still fresh and bleeding. But his crooked smile was still there, so recognizable l could tell. "Welcome back, kid." He chuckled, "Hi, bitch." My comment didn't faze him, but his didn't either. "I'm only asking this one last time, what's your name?" I glared at him until and he sighed, "Noisy kids these days. I'm Garrett." He grinned again, "I know what you're gonna ask me next, your friends are safe, out of this box of yours." He said, I could hear faint voices screaming and yelling my name. "Tory! You need to get the hell out of here." "Zaiden!" I screamed his name, my throat started to hurt and I was starting to get more mobile. "Shut up!" Garrett kicked my knees. A chilling pain washed through me and I went numb. "Your friends aren't gonna help you. Coming back here is a mistake. You choose that mistake. Now let's have some fun." "Not if I choose this mistake."

Hayden's POV

When I finally came out of the washroom, Tory disappeared. Thank god, I thought. One more moment of seeing her and I was gonna have a mental breakdown. It was a matter of time before she was gonna cry because of me. I don't need her to make me feel even worse about myself. I breathed a sigh of relief. My eyebrows furrowed, her backpack was gone and her outdoor wear is well. What was she doing? I asked myself, sadly I couldn't answer that question. I walked out right on time. A dark figure grabbed Tory by her waist and and covered her mouth to muffle her screams. Her eyes focused on me and I nodded. This was her plan. I hid behind the trees to cover myself from the mans view. He led me down to a sewer. A light case and I saw him put Tory in a glass box. He then processed to inject her with a drug. A chill ran down my spine, the memory of Bert Hironaka. The needles flashed through my mind and I remember every single detail and word Tory said to me. I was there for her and she was there for me when our friends were lost. Especially Zaiden. She helped, a bit too late to say sorry to her but I'll prove myself and help my friends get the hell out of this hell hole. I ran back to my cabin and called the police, I couldn't save my friends without them, until then I'll draw and plan everything that's gonna happen in my plan. I know it's gonna work, it has to. No matter what. If I die, I'll die knowing that I tried. I went to the pay phone and inserted the coins and dialled 911. "Hi, I'm friends are kidnapped. I need your help to save them." I heard the sirens in a matter of minutes. They couldn't have come sooner but they had to still with me for a while so they know my plan. It was about an hour later. They disregarded every call they got from the dispatcher. I was glad they were so committed to this but they could've saved so many right now. "Weren't you the one from last years kidnap of Camp Lake Drive?" The female officer asked me, I nodded. This was my plan, I was gonna go down to the sewer and I'll try to persuade the crazy man, then the police will come in and arrest him. It's simple enough but I keep my head down. You never know what'll happen in these grounds. Don't ever doubt the captor. That's a statement.