Author's note: Hey everyone! Sorry I haven't updated in a while. I've been caught up with some school. Here's the next part, hope you enjoy!

I close my eyes as they all close around me.

Pain seeps through my veins and a scream begins to boil in my throat. Blue sparks begin to shine from my closed eyelids, but stop when I hear people yelling… People? Impossible…

The pain slowly relives and I finally open my eyes, pain slightly lingering. I look around and see two guys standing around with sharpened sticks in their hands.

"Hey, are you all right?" one of them asks me as he helps me up.

"Besides the pain in my leg, I'm fine," I say, "Thank you."

The other guy steps towards me, "No problem. Your friends came across our camp and they said you were in trouble so we ran out to help. I'm Scott."

"I'm Russ," the guy that helped me up says.

"Ryan," I say, "Are my friends ok?"

Scott nods, "Yeah, they're fine.

I lean on Russ as they lead me back to their camp. I see Ken and Felix sitting by a pile of smoldering ashes.

"Cry!" Felix says jumping to his feet and running to me. He hugs me and is nearly in tears as he says, "You fucking idiot! You had us freaking worried!"

"I just wanted to make sure you two were going to be ok," I say hugging him back, "How's Ken doing?"

Felix shakes his head and takes me from Russ and sits me down next to Ken who's leaning against a tree.

"How're you going buddy?" I ask Ken.

His face is paler than before and he looks pained, but he smirks and says, "How does it look like I'm doing?"

"Get some rest, Felix and I will try and get you some water," I say to him trying to push myself off the ground.

Felix puts his hand on my shoulder, "You get some sleep too. We'll try to find water after you get some sleep."

Felix takes a seat next to me. Scott and Russ uncover something that was under the still burning ashes and stab it with a stick and hand it to us.

"This isn't much, but it's the best we got," Scott says.

I examine the thing on the stick and nearly gasp.

"Food?" I ask, "Real food?"

"What the hell?" Felix says looking at the stick in my hands, "What is it?"

"Fish," Russ says, "We found a stream a little south of here. We get water from there and sometimes there's fish."

"Thank you so much," I say taking bits of the fish and putting them in my mouth.

Felix and I take bits of fish and feed a bit to Ken. He still looks sick as hell. I hope he'll be ok soon.

"How long have you guys been here?" Russ asks after we finish eating.

"We can't remember much," Felix says.

Scott nods, "Those black shadow things will do that. We've been here for a really long time."

"What do you know about those things?" I ask.

"Nothing much. They erase your memory, they inflict pain with every touch, and they hate light," Russ says.

I nod and pray that I'll be able to keep that much of my memory.

"Is it only you two?" Felix asks.

Russ nods, "We used to have more members we found lost in here, but they left to go try and find a way out."

Ken begins to cough again.

"Do you have any water?" I ask once Ken finishes his fit.

"We ran out," Russ replies, "I'll show you where the stream is." He stands and picks up a woven basket of twigs and leaves.

"I'll go," Felix says, "Ryan, you stay here and rest."

Russ and Felix walk off into the darkness leaving me with Scott who's trying to rekindle the fire.

"How have you two stayed alive so long?" I ask.

He shrugs, "You do what you have to if you want to survive."

I nod, "You said there were others with you?"

"Yeah, but they left a while ago," Scott says, "How's your leg?"

"It'll be fine. It just hurts like a bitch," I say.

"Did you break anything?" he asks walking over to me.

I shake my head, "I don't think so."

He looks at my leg and touches around my knee and ankle and finally says, "Just a sprain. Keep off it for a while."

I nod, "Thanks."

"No problem," he says returning back to his rock.

"Is it easier to fight those things with the sticks?" I ask nodding to the stick in Scott's hand.

He nods, "Yeah, it's easier. It's always difficult to get rid of them, but hey we've been here for a while and you learn a thing or two."

"You and Russ are some strong guys," I say, "I probably would've of just given up by now."

He smirks in the light of the fire. He sharpens his stick with a rock and says, "You do what you have to if you want to survive."