All we could hear is the loud sound of crazy laughter. All of us froze, not daring to make a move as we felt the cranks running around the campsite."Well well well what do we have here?"says the creepy voice of a crank.

"Looks like we got ourselves more captives."says another crank.

I look at Gale and he mouths the word captives. I shrug."What you guys not speaking to us?"says the voice of the first crank.

He must be the leader of them. Then Gales speaks up."What do you mean more captives?"says Gale.

The crank starts laughing again. Hard. Then he walked into veiw and stood close to the fire. We could now. See every detail about him. His ripped and torn clothes. His skin was covered in scratches, blood, bruises, and burns. He looked very creepy, but on top of that he wore a very creepy smile plastered on his face."Yes more captives. We already got two from a group of four. They put up a pretty good fight but it was pointless."says the cranks.

The first two names that come to mind is Minho, and Thomas. Then it hits me. of course they would have Minho, and Thomas, who else would have put up a fight against the cranks."So that's their names, Minho, and Thomas."says the crank.

Then I realize I said all that out loud."How did you capture them?"I ask. Trying to buy as much time ias I can so we can come up with a plan.

He smiles wider."And what about Eric?"says Four.

I had made eyes contact with him for help. As the crank got even closer to the fire we all stood up slowly. careful not to make the wrong move."The other two got away sadly."says the crank.

Then he turns and looks me dead in the eyes."Rope my dear boy, we captured them with rope."says the crank.

We need more time. I know any second now that crank is going to kick out that fire and try to either capture or kill us. I can see the others have the same realisation in their eyes.

So Four yet again trys to buy us some time."Who's the fourth guy in that group?"says Four.

"Some guy who was dressed kind of like them. But he had a rotten attitude and was fighting with the guy Minho."says the crank.

I realize then its Gally. Minho wouldn't fight with any other guy that came from the Glade."Gally?"I ask.

The crank smiles even wider and I'm had no ide a person could smile that wide."Yes that's what Minho called him."says the crank.

"But soon we'll have them as well and you will never see them alive again." We all exchanged looks of concern and worry and terror.

"Your going to kill them?"I say.

The crank laughs yet again."not just them."says the crank. Then he does as we knew he would. He kicks out the fire and everything goes dark. Then the cranks scatter.