Cammie's POV

I must have dosed off because when I woke up, everything was dark and I could tell I wasn't in the same room as I used to be in.

I was sitting in a hard chair, my hands bound to the handles of it on both sides.

I felt the cool steel chair and knew it was like the one I was sitting in when they showed me the video.

Suddenly my brain turned on and the picture came back to mind, the video.

Tears softly began to fall down my cheeks, as I tried to hold them back.

Silently I started to cry. I always imagined what it would be like if he was alive.

Somebody to play catch with, somebody to teach me new maneuvers all day in the P&E barn.

Somebody who would take me on missions and let me be watch out like Bex's parents let her do.

Somebody else who would be able to sign my birthday card so it didn't just say "Love, mom" I always imagined what it would be like for it to read "Love, mommy and daddy".

Somebody to hold me when I cry. Somebody to pull my hair back when I get sick, somebody to call dad.

How I longed to be able to run up and hug him and say "I've missed you so much! Everybody thought you were dead, but I, I knew you would be okay, I knew you didn't leave me, I knew you would be here, with me."

I heard a loud thud and was suddenly interrupted from my fantasy.

Suddenly a mask was ripped off my face and the lights flickered on, I saw I was in an interrogation room like the other one but this one was different.

It was a little smaller and the table I was sitting at wasn't made of glass (smart choice) instead I could tell it was made out of thick silver steel.

Dammit, I thought. I can't break that kind of table with a chair, so I illuminated that thought from my mental list of escape plans.

A heavy guy who I recognized as the guard who was shouting orders the other day when I knocked that lady unconscious walked towards me and pulled out a chair, sitting down right in front of me.

I glared at him.

"You caused a lot of problems for us the other day, Ms. Morgan".

I looked around the room and replied "well I see you took some precautions to make sure that, that doesn't happen again".

I glanced at the table and then at my hands that were bound a lot tighter to the chair.

He smirked and said "yes we have, I guess we underestimated your abilities the other day".

I smiled, "you have no idea what I'm capable of".

He let out a wicked laugh and said "well I would say the same, but your about to find out what I'm capable of".

I glared at him again and decided that starting now I would remain silent.

"What no snappy come back?" He asked, sarcastically.

I opened my mouth then brought it close, squeezing my lips. Giving him the message that I wasn't going to talk anymore.

He looked at me then said "well then let's get back to business. What do you know about the Goode's."

I was puzzled... The Goodes as in Zach Goode as in my Blackthorn boy?

I remained silent.

"Ms. Morgan I'll ask again what do you know about the Goode's?"

"Nothing". I said, breaking my code of silence.

He looked at me and said "I see".

He stood up and threw the chair against the wall with a loud bang.

I was startled but I kept my mask on even though my heart was beating 10 times faster now.

"Are you sure, you don't want to tell us anything now, because later on you will... I guarantee it, but right now were trying to do it humanely".

I glared at him, keeping my mouth glued shut.

"Fine, I guess it'll be that way" he said.

The heavy man walked out of the room, leaving me there alone.

Ha, stupid guy!

I looked around the room, casually, and spotted a security camera pointed directly at me.

I started wiggling in the chair, then I started rocking and braced my self as it fell over.

Once I was on the ground I waited 12 seconds to see if anybody heard and was coming.

Now that the camera couldn't see me, I started trying to twist my wrists, but they were tied tightly to the chair.

I bent over and tried pulling at the ropes with my teeth. It didn't seem to be working but after 32.5 seconds of pulling the ropes that tied my right hand down began to loosen.

With that I twisted my wrist around and began bending my hand so that my fingers could just barely reach the ropes. After a lot of tugging and hand cramping the ropes came undone.

Immediately I began untying my left had, which was considerably hard even when using your hand.

When it came off, I started crawling on the floor, slithering around like a snake until I came to a vent that I had spotted the moment they unblind folded me.

I laid down on the floor and put my feet together then with all my might I kicked it. I did it over and over again until it finally popped open.

I slid in, it was an extremely tight fit and not exactly comfortable but I was free... well at least for a little while.

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