Nick was sitting on the ground in a dark room.

There was dry blood on the ground.

Nick's hands were tied behind his back, tightly.

His shirt was ripped a little bit and his hair with messy. His hat was missing, he didn't know where it was.

His face had cuts and bruises, it hurts. He had dry tears from his eyes.

"Where's Luke!?"

"I don't know...!"

He has been beaten and tortured…

He doesn't even know how long it's been.

Nick keeps thinking about it...hoping it wasn't true but, it was…

Nick is getting worried...he doesn't really have anyone left other than Luke and the group. His mother and Uncle Pete were gone...and he was afraid of losing anyone else.

But, Luke said that leaving would be better than staying with that madman.

They had backpacks full of supplies, Nick and Sarah were the only ones without a backpack on their back.

"Is everyone ready to go?" Luke asked

Everyone nods their heads.

"Ok, let's go...remember, keep running…"

Nick nods his head.

Everyone got outside and started running. Some of the guards saw them and chased after them.

Nick fell to the ground and his leg was hurting badly. He tried to get up but, he couldn't…

Nick looked at the others "Luke! Help me!"

His eyes widened in fear as he saw them still running away.

There was tears in his eyes as he saw them run into the woods and disappeared.

Nick looked behind him, he saw Troy and Johnny running towards him.

They stopped when they were near him.

Johnny hit Nick in the back of his head with a gun causing him to fall unconscious.

Why did they leave me behind? I know they were scared but…

Nick let a few tears fall from his eyes.

"Help me…" he whispered


-A few hours later -

It had been a while and he was still in the dark room, alone.

Until he heard the door open. He thought it was Carver, coming to beat him more but, it wasn't...it was Troy.

Nick looked up at him as Troy got closer.

Troy didn't say anything to him, he didn't even glare at him either.

Troy helped him up as they walked out of the door.


They were in the woods, somewhere.

It was dark out and cold.

Nick was on the ground.

He was on his knees, he was still tied up.

Nick looked up at him as their eyes met each other.

Troy took out his gun and aimed it at Nick's head.