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*Ally's P.O.V*

Pain.

That's the only thing that I could think of as I lay in the hospital bed. The room was nice, really, with spotless white walls, flowers in vases all around me, and bright yellow curtains. But, I couldn't possibly be happy now.

With every intake of breath, sharp, agonizing pain shot through my ribs. My vision was blurry, and my ears were ringing. But beneath all that, was the worry for Austin. That bomb had blasted his feet off; I had seen that with my own eyes. I still remembered the disgusting smell of burned human flesh.

I had no idea what had happened. Even my memory was foggy. Maybe this had all been a dream. Maybe I'm not in a hospital, but in my own room. I was almost convinced until the sharp pain from my broken ribs made me realize that this was all too real.

Then, someone came into the room. A doctor, probably. His grey hair was in a mess on his head. His brown eyes looked tired, but he still managed a smile. I didn't dare smiling back, since even that small gesture made me wince in pain.

"Hello, Ally Dawson." He said, in a somewhat formal voice. "You're doing fine, which is good. Your parents will come in shortly to see you. I'm guessing you want some kind of explanation, too…well, the police can give you that later."

I nodded. "But how is Austin?" Ouch. Even saying that hurt, both from my broken ribs, and from the worry for my golden boy.

The doctor looked at me with something that I judged to be pity. He approached my bed, and I saw that his tag read 'Dr. Mason'. "Listen, Ally, Austin got it pretty bad. He's fine for now…I mean, he's breathing…but I don't know how long that'll last. I'm sorry." And, without further ado, he walked out.

In the hour that followed, no one else came to disturb me. I just lay in my bed staring at the walls blankly. Just when I was about to doze off, someone walked in my room. I wished it would be Austin. I really, really did. But, of course, it wasn't.

It was my dad.

"Hey, Ally-cat." He said softly. "How are you feeling?" I should've been mad at him. I should've screamed at him. I should've hit him. After all, it was because of him that I was lying here in this hospital with broken ribs. If he hadn't forced me to go on that trip, I wouldn't be here. But the only thing I did was burst into tears. It hurt doing that, too, but I couldn't help myself.

"I'm scared, dad." I whispered in between sobs. He sighed, and hugged me tight, and we stayed like that until Dr. Mason came back to tell him he had to leave. Dad got to his feet with a reluctant sigh and left us alone.

The doctor gave me some medicine that somewhat soothed the burning pane in my chest, before telling me that the police will be here in a few minutes to answer my questions. I nodded and thanked him. I was excited for the police to come, because honestly, I was so confused that it hurt.

And, as the doctor had said, the police came in. They sat in chairs all around my bed, and I suddenly felt nervous. I hated being in front of people.

"Miss Dawson, we understand you must be quite confused. So, go ahead and ask us whatever you need to know," said a policewoman who seemed nice enough.

I took a deep breath, and got the question that had been weighing me down the entire day. "What happened?"

And then, they all start talking at the same time. They told me how that island we arrived at used to be a trap for some criminal escaped prison. They've been guarding it for years, but the escaped prisoner never arrived there. So, when they saw Austin, they took him for the criminal.

"That's why we put that food trap. The only thing we had to do was press a button, and it appeared there. I know it seems unlikely, but it's high-tech my girl," said another policeman. "Anyway, sadly, you kids didn't know that, so your friend Austin stepped right into that trap. And well…we'll see what happens from here."

I couldn't believe what I was hearing. It all seemed so unreal, so…fake. I mean, how could have we ended up on some island that was supposedly made to capture (and kill) some escaped criminal?

"We know it's a shock for you, and the least we can do is say we're sorry, but you should have been more careful, too." That was the policewoman again, and all of the positive thoughts I had about her vanished. If I could move, I'd smack her.

"What do you mean; we should have been more careful?" I snapped at her. That made me wince with pain. It felt as if someone was pouring hot lava on my ribs. "Is that even legal? I mean, making an island a murderous trap for someone?"

The policewoman nodded calmly. "Yes, it is. And if you don't have any more questions, we're leaving." I did. I had lots of questions, but I couldn't stand those policemen anymore. So, I thanked them, and they left, leaving me alone once again.

It was only then that I realized how tired I really was. I fell asleep re-playing the moment when Austin set foot on the bomb.

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