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Andrew Heaford (male student number twenty seven) was scared. Even though everyone was scared he would bet his life that no one was as scared as him. He didn't stand a chance. At home he never went out with his friends, he was unfit, had no street sense and to top it all off, he was wearing Jesus sandals. He checked his map. Mr Henderson was right. The map was cool. It was like a PDA and it showed that he was south east of the school. He had to find a good place to hide as his weapon turned out to be a wire coat hanger. A smarter student would have twisted this to make a garrotte but Andrew didn't know how to do it and besides, he wasn't strong enough for that. He checked his map once again and found what looked to be an abandoned house. Although it wasn't abandoned the government had just forced the people out of their home. Perhaps he would find some food or a better weapon! Andrew started towards the house.

Thankfully the door was unlocked. A smarter student would have hesitated after finding the door ajar but Andrew didn't think about things like that. He could tell you the sum of almost any two numbers after working it out in his head; he just didn't have that much common sense. At home Andrew was always pampered. Perhaps that was why he wasn't prepared for life. Everything he ever needed was just a request away. Being able to have whatever he wanted should have made Andrew popular but instead he just hung around with Rishi Kohli (male student number twenty six) and Sara Liddle (female student number eleven). They were here and they would protect him. The inside of the house was damp and insects scuttled around on the floor. Andrew went straight over to the fridge and checked inside. "There's nothing in there Andrew, I've already checked" Andrew spun around just in time to see a rusty machete swinging out of the shadows towards his head. Clumsily Andrew raised his coat hanger in a vain attempt to protect himself. The machete cut straight through the coat hanger and smashed into his left temple. His skull caved into his brain under the force of the blow and Andrew convulsed violently. A hand reached out of the shadows and grasped the handle of the machete and tugged it free. The end was bloody and parts of brain jelly lingered on its tip before sliding to the floor. Amazingly Andrew had survived the blow but again the hand plunged down, this time sending the machete into his throat. Andrew burbled and he choked on his own blood before finally succumbing to the welcoming arms of death.

The figure of Rishi Kohli stepped out of the shadows. He stooped down and picked up Andrews map. It wouldn't do to let someone else who had lost theirs to pick it up. He also picked up Andrews bag and, after taking a long gulp from his water, emptied his food and water into his own bag. Then he stepped out into the night. There was killing to be done. And lots of it.

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Vinny was walking calmly through the forest. He was quite near the school and, he thought that if he could find a safe spot here, no one would come looking. Vinny's first instinct was to run as far away from the school in any direction he could. Those who stayed near the school would be the overconfident, the stupid and the smart. Vinny searched his pack. A piece of paper fell out at his feet. Taking a bite out of his bread, which tasted horrible, he settled down into a bush to read with what little light remained.

Dear contestant, my, my you are one of the lucky ones. Although you won't find your weapon in your bag, rest assured that if you are the right kind of person you will do very well. Perhaps even win. Good luck contestant, Mr Henderson.

Under this message was a grid reference. Vinny checked his map. It wasn't too far. The engulfing darkness hid his smile. Now, he thought, all those people who made fun of him for having lesbian parents would pay. Not only with their lives but with their right to a quick death. Woe betide anyone who came across him. Packing his things he set off towards his salvation.

Sarah Smith (female student number twelve) and Kelly Brown (female student number thirteen) had holed up in an empty house on the north east edge of the island. "Oh my god what are we going to do?" Sarah was almost on her feet with frustration "how are we going to escape? We only have my sword and how do we know we can trust anyone?"

"We'll find a way. It's just like a story, you know good versus evil and friendship always ensures survival. Besides if it comes to it that sword is good. It's better than this anyway." Kelly held up the wooden spoon "don't worry, we'll be fine."

"I hope you're right Kelly. I hope to god you're right."

"Good evening contestants. This is, as I'm sure you know, Mr Henderson, and I have to say, I am very disappointed in you all. With only one kill in the first five hours that makes this the slowest starting program ever recorded. Although I admire the kill. Remember people, you can't always trust your friends. Ok then, will everyone check their maps. You will notice that one square area of the playing field has turned red. Anyone found in that area will have their collars detonated. I expect you to pick up the pace now children"

Amy sat down in shock. She had no map and therefore couldn't tell where the forbidden zone was. Looking around frantically she didn't notice the drop in front of her. Without time to cry out she was sliding down a mud slope into an unknown area. Halfway down the slope Amy heard a dull thump. Realizing what was happening she frantically tried to slow her descent and climb back but the pain was to much. Gratefully she sank into unconsciousness. She never heard the second thump as the remaining charge in her body detonated separating her torso from her legs.

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Vinny stepped up to the cliff face. He looked at his map, then at the cliff again. The co-ordinates for his weapon were inside the cliff! Scanning the cliff more carefully Vinny could make out a barely distinguishable path leading to a cave. Inside the cave was a suitcase. Vinny approached the suitcase in dismay. Such a small case could not hold a weapon like a shotgun or Uzi. With two clicks the suitcase opened to reveal different parts of a gun inside along with two cases of ammunition. Vinny settled down to assemble the gun. It was going to be a long night.