Ok so pretty small chapter but I just finished it and I had to upload it. Hope you like it! (fingers crossed)

"How do you know?" Drake demanded.

Caine shrugged.

"That's it then? We're here because Caine is hearing shit in his head?" Dane snapped. "So, he goes completely insane, and we all just followed him?"

Drake ignored her. "What does it want us to do?"

"Great, Drake's crazy too. Wait he's always been psychotic," Diana smiled. Drake glared at Diana.

"We have to feed him," Caine mumbled.

"Feed him what?" Drake's attention was back to Caine.

Caine's eyes went wide. "Uranium."

"No," Dane interjected. "No. That will kill us!"

"Dane's right," Diana added, and Dane hesitated, but she knew now wasn't the time to think about the fact that for once they were on the same page, that they were agreeing. "This is crazy. Dragging uranium – highly reactive uranium – through the desert? How does that help any of us? What's the point?"

Dane saw Caine hesitate, but then he dropped to the ground. As if something forced him to his knees.

"What the hell is wrong with you?" Diana asked.

Dane knew exactly what it was. Caine wasn't in charge anymore. There was a new boss in town.

"I'm done with this. I'm leaving," Diana sighed.

"No one's leaving," Caine said.

"We have no food."

Dane rolled her eyes and walked off. She was done with this. From far off she could hear arguing and she flinched when she heard Drake's arm snap like a bullwhip. She was out the front door and crossing the parking lock back to the front gate when she noticed a shadow standing, watching her. She stopped and turned to face the shadow. "What?"

The shadow didn't move and Dane felt the hairs on her arm stand on end. She felt unseen eyes bore into her, and for the first time in a long time, she was beginning to get scared. She took a step back, back to the safety of the building and the shadow took two steps forward so it stood silhouetted by a lone streetlight. She saw bright green eyes and sharp pointed teeth as it grinned at her. Hungry, she heard the voice whisper. Hungry in the dark.

Then it ran at her.

Dane sprinted to the door and yanked on it. Locked. Shit. She thought of Drake. She poofed to the inside of the door. The thing hit the door with a loud thud before everything was silent. Her legs gave out underneath her and she fell to the ground as a sob escaped her throat.

Drake walked into the doorframe and his eyes locked onto Dane on the floor. He ran over to her, dropping his gun on the process. But he didn't care. "What's wrong?"

She wasn't speaking; only mumbling something inaudible as she looked up at the door with wary eyes. "It's here. It was here."

He stood up and reached for the door.

"No!" Dane yelled. "No! Don't! Please don't!" Another sob escaped her throat.

He stood by her again, worried. She was still on the ground, curled in a ball, her body shaking. He picked her up and carried her back to the control room. "Where's Caine?" he asked Diana and she pointed to the manager's office. He carried her through the doorway and sat her down in a chair in front of the desk where Caine sat.

"Why did you bring her?" Caine asked.

"She saw something outside."

Caine stood up. "What? What did her see?"

Drake looked at Dane, who stared at the ground.

"He's getting impatient," she whispered.

Caine and Drake froze, staring at each other. "Who is?" Drake asked, his voice softer.

She looked up at him. "Hungry in the dark."