Okay, so when I first put this story up I didn't specify that this is the Third in the Trilogy (Just for those of you who don't know). The first is Unreal, the second is Revealed, and this, Vengeance, is the third. So if you've just jumped on and are super confused, read the other two stories first. And, please review. I want to know what you liked, what you didn't like, and why. Also, if anything confused you tell me. Thanks so much!

-Courtney

Charlie's eyes popped open. He had fallen asleep! Why had he fallen asleep? He was supposed to be listening to Paul's movements, but he had fallen

asleep! Now, he heard a hissing noise, and he knew exactly what it was. Paul had learned from Dakota's attack and now pumped sleeping gas into the

apartments. Did he ever quit? Did he not ever sleep? It had only been two days since Dakota had died, why could he not wait?

Charlie rose from his bed. He felt very light headed and dizzy, the gas had obviously gotten relatively far. Charlie searched around in the darkness for a

tissue and put it over his mouth.

He then, shook Jack by the shoulders. "Come on Jack, wake up!"

"What? What is it?" He asked groggily.

"You've got to help Jack," Charlie said handing him a tissue. He explained what Paul had done. Quickly they formed a plan. Charlie could hear that

Bethanie, Kristopher, and Riley had already been caught but he knew how to save the others. He and Jack quietly snuck down to the main building. Once

inside Jack turned his lighter on underneath a sprinkler that hung from the ceiling. Water rained down on them to put out a non-existent fire, but to save their

lives nonetheless. Then, the two boys ran up to Joshes room for it was the closest.

Josh lay in bed but Pearl's was empty. Where was she?

"Josh, Josh." Jack shook the boy but he did not move. They could hear voices out side and the heavy fall of boots. "Dang-it, why does this kid have to be

such a hard sleeper?" Jack muttered. He shook him some more. The voices grew closer.

"Stay here, and protect Josh," Charlie commanded. "If you have to, hide, but do not follow me." He ran out of the room coughing, acting like he had no

idea what had happened. As he stumbled down the stairs he felt iron hands clamp down on his arms.

"Who is it?" One of the voices asked.

"Charlie," Paul's voice replied. "He's coming with us."

And then, they dragged him away. Not that it mattered; they were walking away from Jack and Josh. At least someone had been saved.