Chapter 3: Slave

Entry two

"I hate my leader. I do not think of myself as a team member, but as a slave. If I ever do things my own way, conflicts will rise. In this life I am forced to live in; I have no freedom. I have no pity for myself as a person. I have no regrets to my actions. If my leader asks me to kill, I'll ask kill who. If my leader asks me to destroy, I'll ask which town. I'll even kill my own leader if I have to. But that's just a stupid little kid's dream…"

"Okay," said Virginia. She was relieved to have finally found some sort of clue. "This rules all the leaders out. So it must be one of our team members. The leaders did a sharp glare at their teams to see if they would flinch. All of them looked nervous, but not suspicious. And with that Virginia continued reading…

"I burned down a house today in Claiborne. I just lit a match and threw it into the barn. The fire climbed from one bale of hay to another. I could hear the panicked horses frantically screaming for help. My team and I came back next morning to see what happened. We stood outside the burnt remains of a barn. No one was hurt, though. All the horses were dead. I burned them all alive. I will do anything to just feel better.

Right and wrong is not a factor to me. I follow my leader's view of right. But the other teams say we're wrong. They're saying our view of what we're doing is wrong. Which one is truly doing the right thing? I should not care about these useless concepts. I will continue to go by my leader's definition of right.

I honestly have no reason to follow my leader. I would abandon my team if I wanted to. But fighting in this team is my only use. My leader is so weak. My leader tries to hide it, but truly is. I know my leader is not strong enough to pull the trigger and kill someone. Fake strength is so pathetic. My leader is just a bastard coward.

Virginia's hands were trembling as she held the diary. She felt an overwhelming feeling of fear. She feared for her life it was one of her partners. Even Janus and Maya looked scared, but tried so hard to hide it.

"We still haven't found a clue," said Clive, breaking the silence. "Think about it. All our leaders have a different point of view. This one states nothing about this person's team doing anything. Right now we cannot identify this person."

"How could this happen?" Virginia thought to herself. "Jet, Clive, and Gallows have been a loyal team since we met on the train. Is one of them hiding a secret from me?"

Virginia felt she was literally fighting with herself. But after that, she continued to read…