Here's chapter 8!

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Stephanie POV

I felt like floating. Like I was under the water, floating with the tide. Gentle movements, no pain, no hurry, no sadness. I opened my eyes and the blueness of the water and the sun shining through it was so gorgeous that I had to take a deep breath. Soon after the feeling of dread returned. I couldn't breath under the water, but a second after that I realised that I didn't have to breath. The breathing was unnecessary and I looked around. I was alone in the water. My libs were like cooked spaghetti, as I floated on and on. Time stood still. My heart didn't beat. I smiled. I felt wonderful. This was truly heaven.

Lester POV

I had talked to Tank soon after we had left the gym. Ranger had stayed back, trying to take his frustration out on the machines. We had walked side by side down the path to the guest house.

"I talked to Charlotte today." I started.

"I know. I know everything." he interrupted me and sighed. "I know who she is."

"You do?" I asked. I was surprised that he knew.

"Yeah. I knew the moment I saw her. Ranger needs to take his head out of his ass."

We had decided not to tell Ranger, he had to manage this without our help. He got himself in this mess, he would fix it too.

I laid in the bed, not being able to sleep. It was half five AM as I stood up, got dressed and walked outside. I needed to talk to Steph, needed to figure things out. I stepped out and stood for a while, admiring the thick fog outside and gathered my thoughts as Tank stepped besides me. I glanced at him and had no need of talking to him. I knew he wanted to talk to Steph as well. We walked up the path in total silence. We entered the house and looked around. There was nobody up at this hour or if they were, they were somewhere else. We walked up the stairs and knocked on her door. We stood there in the dark hall, waiting for somebody to open. Nobody did. I knocked again. Nothing.

Suddenly the door on the other side opened, and Adam walked out, stopping as he saw us. We stood there silently just watching each other.

"Why are you here?" he asked us and looked very confused.

"We need to talk to Charlotte.. Or Stephanie." I said and watched his expression. It didn't change.

"Yeah, she told me that you know. Hasn't she opened?" he asked and stepped past us to the door and opened it. "Honey?"

We walked in after him and checked the place. It was empty. Adam stepped into the closet and checked the clothes.

"Her running shoes and clothes are gone." he said and walked to a small door in the hall, opened it and checked the guns. I mean, our little bomber could provide an army with ammunition.

"They're all here. She don't have a gun with her."

Dread filled me. These weren't the times to go unarmed. Adam and Tank looked grim and Adam took of through the door running down the stairs. We followed him to the kitchen where he stopped.

"I can trust you right?" he said, measuring us with his eyes. We nodded and then he opened one cupboard, revealing a metal door and pushed in the code. The door swung open and a set of stairs were seen. We rushed down the stairs to a computer room. There were lots of computers and papers laying around. A man was sitting by a set of monitors, looking tired, glancing at us as we approached.

"Hey Ben. Seen Charlotte?" Adam asked and glanced the monitors. There was no movement in the house.

"Yeah... She went for a run a while ago."

"Round the lake?"

"Yeah. She should be back by now." Ben answered and typed on the computer, making the video feed from the lake rewind and played it again. Stephanie ran round the lake and then disappeared.

"Where's she?" I asked them.

"There's a blind spot on the other side of the lake." Adam said and glanced at the clock. "It's fifty meters, she should come back now." he said and she was visible again. We watched her run the second lap, then disappear again. We looked at the monitor, counting the seconds. When she hadn't come out in twenty seconds, the tension heightened. We counted, 30 seconds, 50 seconds, one minute. No Stephanie.

"Shit, shit, shit!" Adam said and took the walkie-talkie from the desk. "Ben, call the H-wing, Michelle and Mark!"

He ran for the stairs and we followed him, drawing our guns. Shit! I felt horror sink through me. She was in trouble and we hadn't been there. We ran out of the house, following the path down to the lake. Adam was leading the pack, with me and Tank following near by. Million thoughts ran through my head, but I pushed them aside, focusing on the task at hand. Adam, ran inside the guesthouse and two seconds later he ran back out with a large black bag in his left hand. "First Aid" could be read on the side. Good thinking, I thought and we ran forwards.
Soon we hit the path around the lake. I could hear a engine roar in the back, and glanced back but couldn't see anything. I looked forwards and sped up. We rounded one tight corner and slowed our pace. We were now in the blind spot but the fog inside the forest was very thick. Adam stopped.

"Honey?" he yelled. Nobody answered. He turned to us.

"She's here somewhere. I'll go to the other end and start looking. You look here." he said and jogged away. A few steps later we couldn't see him anymore. Tank started to look on the left side and I on the right. After a few steps I tripped on something. I fell. Visibility down there, near the grass was better. I glanced back on what had tripped me and my heart stopped. It was a woman's hand. A woman's hand I would recognize anywhere.

"Shit!"

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