Chapter Six
He didn't want to say anything out loud, but he was starting to worry more and more about them both getting killed. He wasn't even sleeping. Evan had only gotten an hour here or there since they got on the island. He couldn't trust Ella to actually kill someone if they were attacked when he slept. When he slept, all he would see was himself killing those girls. He was a murder. If he hadn't kill them though they-they would have killed him and Ella! There were only twenty-four people left. Twenty-four people out of their class of forty-two. Some of his friends were dead. They were dead and that was it. It was such a numbing feeling.
"Evan, you need to get some sleep," Ella said. The two of them had found what seemed to be an office building not that long ago, and where hiding out in there for the moment. They were staying in what he was assuming used to be some big shot's corner office on the first floor. It looked like all of the furniture had been moved out of the room. Evan was worried someone else was in the building, and the lack of furniture and the fact they were so close to the school, made him think there had to be people here. He couldn't sleep. If Ella hadn't wanted to rest inside, they wouldn't be in here.
"I can't yet."
"It's just past six am, do you really think a lot of people are still awake?" Ella asked.
Evan looked at his map, and didn't answer his sister. The island was on a grid of 4 by 6 squares. Most of the danger areas were on the left side of the island at the moment, the area they were in the right. It wouldn't take much for them to become trapped by danger zones, and they would have to move soon if they didn't want that to happen. If they called A3 as a danger zone, whoever was in A2 would be trapped and-. That might be a good idea. If they moved into an area that might end up surrounded by danger zones they'd be safe as long as the area they were in didn't become a danger zone. No one else would be able to get into that area, but there was far too much risk involved in that. He wouldn't risk Ella's life any more than it had too be. They had to be the last ones standing. Then… then he'd figure out what to do. It was probably painless to be shot in the head, and he was sure he could aim this gun well enough to do that. How hard was it to kill yourself with an AK-47?
He frowned when he heard movement. He knew there had to be people here. He was sure there were people here, at those houses over in C3, and in what was labeled a clinic in C1. Even got up and moved for Ella to stay behind him. She simply nodded and complied with him. His grip was tight on the gun, as he waited to see if someone came into the room.
The moment the door opened, Evan fired. He stood there and watched as Teven fell to the ground. Evan walked over and started to look threw his bag. He took out the food and water and left the boxing gloves that Evan assumed was his weapon. "Evan! Look out!" Ella screamed.
Evan looked up and saw a gun pointed at his head. She must have snuck up on him when he was shooting, and waited until he was distracted when Teven's bag to do anything. "You won't shoot." Evan knew Hannah, and he knew she didn't have it in her to kill someone. He moved his gun up and pointed it at her. "I'll kill you and you'll go down with me if you try to kill me."
Hannah frowned, keeping the gun pointed at his head. "Maybe I'm not worried about that."
"Hannah! I.. I heard that almost all of your friends died at once. I'm sorry, but please don't kill Evan. Please," Ella begged. She was begging for his life from a girl Evan was sure had no intention of taking it.
"I-I'm sure if I don't kill you that you'll just kill me. I can't let that happen," Hannah said, her finger closing on the trigger.
Evan needed to do something. He lowered his gun. "Work with us. I doubt there's a way for all of us to live, but at least if you're working with us we might be the last three standing and we can work on what to do then. I don't want to kill anyone. Look, I have my gun on the floor." This had to work. He knew Hannah. The stupid girl, she'd probably feel horrible if she actually did shoot him.
Hannah lowered her gun, pointing it to the floor. "All of this is so sad. I hate that everyone is dying." She started to walk into the room. Evan turned back to Ella, planning on shooting Hannah in the back the moment the girl couldn't see him. He saw Ella start to say something and-
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Evan was actually surprised when he woke up. He was in pain, and in a different room. The moment he saw all the blood in the room, his eyes grew wide an he was awake right away. When he started to look around, he saw the bodies and wanted to throw up. He knew all of them as well. There was Samuel, Sammi, Antonio, and Ian. He couldn't tell if there were more or not, but there were all laying next to him. In a pile. Evan noticed his hands were tied, with what looked and felt like a pair of knee high soaks. Where was Ella? "Ella!" He screamed. She couldn't be dead. She couldn't be dead…
"Evan! Evan help me!" Ella screamed back. She wasn't in this room. She was near by, but he could do anything. Evan had to save her from whatever was happening to her. She kept screaming for him to help her, until suddenly she was quiet. Evan felt his heart sink. He had to get to her. Looking around the room, he saw Hannah. She was knocked out, and it looked like she had gotten hit hard in the head, Evan could see the blood, but she wasn't tied up.
"Hannah! Hannah get up!" he called to her. She was his only chance of helping his sister. He didn't what knocked him out until he noticed a sight burn on his arm. A stun gun. He had gotten hit with a stun gun. His and Ella's dad was a cop, and he had seen the effects of a stun gun on a person. So that was what knocked him out. Great. "Come on Hannah. Please, wake up!"
Hannah moved some, before opening her eyes. She looked out of it, and Evan wondered how bad her head injury was. "What's going on?" she asked.
"Hannah, you have to come over and-"
Hannah screamed when she noticed all the bodies next to him. Great. "Hannah, you have to untie me. Hannah, listen to me!" Evan barked. This wasn't working. This wasn't working at all. He had to do something, anything, to save Ella.
"W-why are we in this room? W-where I…" Hannah started to cry.
Evan growled. Ella could be dead. They could be next. And Hannah was having a break down. "I don't know, but if we don't get out of his room we'll be dead soon too." Evan was never good at comforting anyone but Ella. How was he supposed to do it with everything else going on? He didn't even know what time it was or how long he had been out. "Hannah listen, whatever happened up here wasn't your fault. You want to help Ella too, right? You want to help the friends you have left, right?" If Hannah helped him save Ella, he was going to help keep her alive as long as he could.
Hannah started to slowly make her way over to Evan, but hesitated when she had to get close to the bodies of her friends. "I-I'm coming." Her voice was softer, shaking some. She was still crying.
"Oh no you don't," Dominick said, walking into the room. He had Hannah's Browing Machine gun and his Ak-47 with him. So, this was the bastard who was doing this to them.
"What did you do to Ella?" Evan yelled.
"Something that was easy as long as I still had you alive," Dominick said. He looked at Hannah, "And I thought I killed you. I guess I can rectify that. But first," He held up a bottle of what looked like pills. "Tell me what these are." The label had been removed.
"It's po-" Hannah started.
"It's pain medication. Really good stuff, it's mine," Evan said. Maybe he could trick Dominick into taking one. Poison. Hannah had better been about to say poison. If she wasn't, then he was sure his last plan was going out the window and they were all about to be killed.
Dominick looked at Hannah and then at Evan. "Why did you interrupt her? It didn't sound like she was going to say pain medication. And why would she have someone of yours in her bag?"
"Because she's my girlfriend. We've been keeping it a secrete, and I put it in her bag so I wouldn't get caught with it. I mean, my dad searches Ella's and my bag's before every trip." Evan was working hard to keep his voice study. Hannah had to go along with this. "Now what did you do to my sisters?"
"Forget about your sister, I'm going to be killing you soon so you won't have to worry about it," Dominick started to walk over to Hannah. "Sorry I'm going to have to kill your girlfriend before you." He opened the bottle of pills, and popped one. "All your sister's screaming gave me a headache."
Evan pulled on his arms again. That poison had to be quick acting if they… if they were going to live. Dominick started to choke, and gasp for breath. He sank to the floor in pain. "Hannah! Grab a gun and kill him! Quick!" Evan screamed at her. She seemed to hesitate again. "Hannah! Do you want us both to die?"
Hannah shook her head and grabbed the Ak-47 and shot Dominick a few times. "I-I killed someone else… I-I…"
"Hannah, it's okay, just come over and undo this stupid restraints!" Evan yelled at her. He had to get to Ella. See if she was even still alive.
Hannah didn't move a moment, before finally, slowly, making her way over to Evan. She undid the restrained. Evan grabbed the gun out of her hands, and pulled her by her wrist along with him. He stopped and picked up the machine gun. "Come on, let's get out of this horrible room." She'd feel better once she was away from all of the bodies. "Ella! Dominick's dead! Where are you?" he called, continuing to pull Hannah along with him.
"Evan!" Ella walked out of the next room over. She was wearing a pair of his sweatpants and one of her over sized sweatshirts. Her hair was a mess, and Evan could tell she had been crying. She ran over to him and hugged him. "Evan… it-it was horrible. Dominick he… he… I didn't want him too, but he said if I didn't do everything he wanted he was going to kill you. S-so I did everything he told me to do." She started crying again.
Evan pulled away from the hug, "I'm going to grab our stuff, and we're moving again. I'm sorry I couldn't protect you Ella, but I promise I'll do everything I can for the rest of this game. Hannah… the same goes for you. I know it's hard for both of you right now, but there'll be time to break down later. I don't know what time it is, and I don't know if I missed any more danger zones or anything, but we need to move before someone else finds us. I'm sorry, but I'm going to keep us alive." Evan felt like he was being harsh with him, but they had to keep moving. He walked into the room Ella had come from, and was thankful he found all of their things. He took everything out of the packs, and pulled one up with only the basics of what they would need, and filled another one with all of the ammo.
Evan walked back out of the room. "Ella, Hannah, which one of you do you think will have the better shot?" he asked. "You're both holding onto a gun. We have an Uzi, a street sweeper, a Ak-47, and the machine gun. I'll hold onto two of the guns, and you both will have one. You have to be willing to kill with it."
"B-but Evan I-" Ella was still crying.
Evan shoved the machine gun into her arms. "You just have to fire it and try to get close with that one. You don't need to worry about aiming." He then turned to Hannah, "and which one do you want?"
"I-" Hannah started. Great. Both girls were traumatized and he would have to deal with it. He shoved the Uzi into her arms, the same way he had shoved the other gun into his sister's.
"Use that. I just saw you killed someone, I know you can do it." Evan started to walk. "Do either of you know the time?"
"I-I think it's late afternoon. It's after noon for sure," Ella said softly.
Evan turned back to make sure both girls were following him. They were leaving the building and going to find somewhere else to stay. Evan was sick of this. His goal now was to make sure they were the last three standing, then kill Hannah and then himself. Ella would be traumatized and hate herself, but she would be alive and that was all that mattered. Until then, he was going to make sure the three of them made it to the end.
"Evan… where are we going?" Ella asked. He could still hear her sniffing and not bothering trying to stop crying.
"We're going to go to C1 or C2. They're trying to box areas in with the danger zones. I swear they want this game to end quicker than it is." Evan knew the ways the maps were set up, sitting right on the edges of the areas didn't count as being on the edges, so it would be possible to get out of some of the areas that were almost cut off. After 6pm, the area of D5 was going to surrounded by danger zones but not be one itself. He wondered how many people were in D5 right now and hadn't thought about that.
"Evan, I'm afraid," Ella said softly.
"I know, but there's nothing that can be done."
"I-I killed two people… and one of them was my friend," Hannah said softly.
This was going to be a long… however the hell long this game went. He looked at his map. With how many places were left that were not danger zones left, they had forty-eight hours until this game would end with everyone in a danger zone. Two days. He had two days left with his sister. Two days left to be alive. And he was going to have to spend it with two girls having nervous breakdowns. Maybe it would be better if he just killed the three of them now. Better to just get it all over with now. Ella would go first so she wouldn't have to suffer seeing everyone else- No. Maybe he'd just kill Hannah and pull Ella into a hug and kill them both at the same time. Ella wouldn't have to deal with whatever Dominick did to her any longer.
No, Evan had a good idea what had happened to his twin sister, but he didn't want to think about it. If he thought about everything going on he was going to end up like Ella and Hannah and then it was really over for all of them. If he thought about the fact his sister had been too afraid to fight back because she didn't want him to die, if he thought about how he had killed so many people one of which had been a person he was sure was mentally changed, and… if he let himself think too much about it, he wouldn't be have to keep pushing forward. He only had a maximum of two days left to live and he wasn't going to spend it being depress about things that wouldn't matter soon. Once he was dead, it wouldn't matter what he did now. Nothing would matter than, so there was no need to worry about it now.
"I love you Ella. I'm going to protect you, so you shouldn't be afraid. Hannah, I'm sorry you had to kill a friend of yours, but I'm telling you it wasn't your fault. It's the government's fault for shoving us into this program in the first place. We just need to keep going. If you dwell on what is going on then you might as well already be dead. You saved Ella's and my life; I'm going to repay you. You don't have a reason to be afraid either. You just have to shoot if someone other than the three of us get close, no matter who they are." Evan stopped at the door that lead out of the office building. "You just have to trust me. There's nothing else that we can do right now."
"But-" Hannah started.
"No buts. If we're going to make it to the end, then this is what we have to do," Evan cut her off. "No more feeling sorry for yourselves. I'm sorry, but we don't have time to be depressed. We don't have time to do anything other than survive. Deal with everything else later." He was sure that both girls were still crying, but he wasn't going to look back right now. They had a lot of ground to cover before it got dark, and he couldn't afford to keep helping those too. He wanted to help his sister. He wanted to help Hannah, but this was the only thing he could do for them right now. Ella would understand and thank him for it later. For now, they just had to keep moving and hope they didn't run into any other trouble.