Cammie

3 days had passed since we'd first gotten here. 3 torturous days. Each day there was something new, as in the torture methods they used on me. Whoever came up with them had a pretty crafty mind. They kept on asking for the alumni disk but they didn't want the Gallagher info, there was something on it that would help them with something they were planning. Something bad. I scoffed at myself inwardly, no duh it was something bad, they were the Circle of Cavan. Bad would be an understatement.

A good thing though was that Zach and I had established a more or less successful mode of communication. By that I mean we used Morse code by tapping on the cement floor. It was slow, yes, but it was better than nothing. My dad hardly ever came in and I wondered if it was against his own will or if he didn't want to see his daughter in such a terrible state. I wished he would come, I needed to talk to someone, especially him. We'd lost years with eachother and finding out he was alive had brought up so many unanswered questions.

I heard the footsteps stomp towards my cell and I braced myself for whatever was coming. I knew that the next few hours would be horrible but I had to be strong. It would be over sooner or later. I just had to get through this. Someone unlocked my chain and another pair of arms lifted me roughly and blindfolded me. They led me to some room where I could hear beeping noises. They took the blindfold off and I could see a room with fluorescent lights illuminating it fiercely. There was a hospital bed and a table with all sorts of tools. In the corner there was some… headset thing with hundreds of wires protruding from it.

They made me sit in the chair and strapped me down so that there was no chance for me to escape. The people were all in black so that I couldn't recognize any one of them. Someone lifted my head and stuck a syringe into my neck. I winced and the world started blurring. All colours mixed and the voices jumbled into one. I felt an excruciating pain in my forehead and my back arched. Normally I'd hold it in, but this, this was worse than anything that had happened to me. I felt the pain three more times and then I was out.

Anonymous

After we had drilled the headset into the girl's skull the questioning began. I still didn't understand how we were supposed to gain information from an unconscious girl. Apparently Steve was going to ask her questions and her mind activity would transfer to a computer that would then be decoded into words. The boss said it was "an easier way to get truthful information and know she wasn't lying." We were about to see whether he was right or not.

Zach

There was a commotion at the end of the hall and I craned my neck to try to see what was going on.

"It was supposed to work."

"But what if it did work? What if she was telling the truth?"

"Truth? Truth? She's a spy! She's trained to lie!"

"Hey, you, boy, stop eavesdropping and go back to your cell." A guy demanded at me when he saw what I was doing. One of them was holding a drugged looking Cammie and I could practically feel my heart drop to my feet when I saw holes in her head.

"What the hell did you do to her?" I burst out.

"What was necessary." One of them said.

"Good luck trying to get something coherent out of her." The other added.

They left and my eyes moved to Cammie who was laying on the floor, giggling. "A B C D E H G Y Q Z L M P…" She kept going with her alphabet then moved onto counting. When she thought that was enough she started singing nursery rhymes. "Twinkle, twinkle little bat how I wonder where you're at,"

"Cammie." I said.

She rolled around on the floor and turned to me. Her eyes however couldn't hold my gaze for long. "Hello, there." She laughed like a 3 year old. "I am a pretty ballerina and I want a purple pony for Christmas." I couldn't help but smile a bit at that. It was completely ridiculous and so not Cammie. I knew that trying to get her to talk like a normal human being would be impossible so I didn't push her any further.

She flopped onto her back and started making fish lips at the ceiling. Then she started counting how many fingers she had and somehow added up to 14. She showed them to me with a goofy smile on her face. When I looked at her she acted like one of those children who hid their faces and thought they couldn't be found.

I heard the people coming back, there were 6 this time. Cammie looked up at them in wonder and then exclaimed. "My best friends are back!"

Right, best friends indeed. They unlocked both of our cells and I frowned, why me? They'd never unlocked my cell. "Come on, boy. It's your turn to have some fun."

Cammie clapped her hands and bounced up and down. "Oh! Oh! Can I play? Please, please, please!"

"Of course you can play. There's room for everybody in this game." A guy standing to her right said. It was clear he was the leader of the group and that the others followed his every command. "But first, we need to put on these blindfolds, is that alright?"

Her eyes were extremely wide as she nodded obediently. She turned around (so did I) and they tied the blindfolds on. "Is this like pin the tail on the donkey? 'Cause if it is I'm bad at it." She said in a hushed tone, as though sharing a secret.

"No, don't worry. It'll be much easier, I'm sure you'll enjoy it." Right Guy said. "We know that we love to play this game."

"Oooooh," Cammie cooed. "Is it fun?"

"So much fun." He responded.

We were led outside, I could tell even with the blindfold from the scrunching of the ground and light breeze. When I could see I took in my surroundings. The ground was orange, dusted with sand and cracks branched out. There was one tree nearby us, otherwise there were no other signs of life.

Two guys held me firmly between them and Cammie was standing opposite me. She was also looking around but her gaze was like of a newborn's, as though she was seeing everything for the first time of her life.

"Should we start the game?" Right Guy asked.

There were 4 more guys additional to the 6 already.

"Yesss," Cammie agreed eagerly.

"Well then, the girl wants to start." He pulled out a gun from his pocket and I tensed. He handed it to her and she flipped it over to look at it from all angles.

"Now, you see your boyfriend over there?" He pointed at me and Cammie looked at me then nodded. "He's your target."

A crease formed in her forehead. "How do I use it?"

He took the gun from her. "It's really easy, I'll show you." Before anyone could react he shot one of the guys.

"Wow," was all Cammie said, her voice filled with fascination. "I want to try! Gimme! Gimme!"

Right Guy laughed and handed her the gun. She aimed up at me but her hand kept moving. He noticed and steadied her.

I couldn't believe this was how I was going to die. Cammie was going to shoot me. And then what? What would happen to her? This was their idea of how to get me out of the way.

"Ready to die, boy?" Right Guy taunted, a cruel glint in his eye as he watched me. "Bet you never saw this coming."

"I could say the same for you." Cammie said and pulled the trigger, shooting Right Guy straight in the heart.

Voila! I have updated for you peeps! I'm sorry I haven't updated in WEEKS but its vacation and I've been all over the place. I meant to update yesterday but... well let's just say I got caught up with this guy... and that's as far as I'm going =) but anyway, enjoy. The story is ALMOST over and I'm pretty sure there will be a sequel.

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