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I woke up, realizing that my entire body was shaking. Then I realized another, much more important fact.
I couldn't find Jim.
God, no. They wouldn't sink that low. I thought, looking anxiously around the refrigerator. In my heart, though, I knew that they would. Rival would do anything he could to stop Kim, and if he killed one of us, maybe-
Don't think that way, Tim. I forced my thoughts to stray away from Jim to my-to my ringing jeans.
I looked down at a patch on my jeans which had turned into a video screen. I choked when I saw who it was.
"W-Wade?" I choked, looking at my sister's good friend.
"Jim?" I shook my head at the name. "N-no. W-Wade, they took J-Jim. He's g-gone." I felt tears trickle down my cheeks. The tears felt like ice.
"We'll find him, don't worry. Your sister's on her way. She should be there in-" Wade checked some printouts from his computer. "She should be there in three hours, forty-eight minutes."
I sighed and looked down. I didn't want Wade to see me cry.
"Hey, are you alright?" I snorted at Wade's words. For a super genius, Wade was really dumb sometimes. I looked at my hands, which were shaking involuntarily.
"I'm c-covered in bruises. My arm i-is b-broken, and I'm in s-stage two hy-hypothermia. Hey, W-Wade, can y-you get through t-to Jim? H-He's probably w-worse off t-then I am." I tried to ignore the spasms of pain coming from every part of my body.
Wade shook his head sadly. "Sorry, I only installed one radio. You two are always-" The signal was broken off and the patch was covered in static.
Uh-Oh. That was bad.
I cringed when I heard Rival's voice through the intercom. "You know what we do to people who plan escape?"
I didn't say anything. Rival would tell me in about two seconds anyway.
"We do nothing to them." I breathed a sigh of relief. "But you know what we do to the brothers of people who try to escape?"
Mortal fear now. Not Jim. I pleaded. Please, no, not Jim.
"Nothing good." Rival was still talking. "Nothing good."
Yeah, so, there you have it. Review?