Chapter 9

Well Cammie's with her bloody father. Yippy. She shouldn't trust him though. He apparently broke a while ago. What are they going to do to Cammie? I'm scared. These injections sound dangerous. I hope it's nothing to damaging. I hope its something Cammie can handle. She's strong, but so was her father. Well Here's summaries of two not so happy family reunions:

Cammie from 10AM to 11AM:

I stared at my father and nodded slowly, getting up gingerly one inch at a time I kept my eyes glued to his face studying it. "Don't trust him!" Liz screamed in my head. Rubbing my temples I said, "Just bruised a bit and they just injected me with something."

"In-injected you with something," my father stuttered voice filled with fear. "What color was the liquid they injected you with?"

"Purple, very thin," I responded automatically worried.

"Oh no," my father started to muttered, "Oh no, oh no, oh no."

"What? What is it about the injection Dad?" I asked scared. It surprised me how awkward the phrase 'Dad' was on my tongue.

His eyes became hallow, empty, void of all life and light. "You have two days. Two days and you will know my horror."

"Dad, Dad, snap out of it, please," I begged. Now I was scared. Next to Mr. Solomon, Dad had been the bravest person I'd known. He continued to sit there staring at nothing. I didn't want anymore injections, but it seemed now that there was no way to avoid them. I sat next to my father.

What are the injections? I begged of Liz.

"No clue, working on it," she replied.

Zach 9AM to 10AM:

My mom turned off the TV screen. "Seriously, Mom what are you putting in Cammie."

"Just some hallucinations and pain. Once she gets enough she'll tell us anything and everything. It is quite entertaining."

"Wouldn't truth serum be easier?"

" Yes, but where's the fun in that?" She had been staring at the two way mirror on one side of the room but now she looked side long at me. "Now what's this I hear of you coming here only because Cammie was here."

"Oh mom I only said that to . . ."

"Stay on her good side?" She put the full force of her glare on me. "Evidently you haven't learned your lesson as fully as you should have." She reached for the Snapple bottle that was left on the table. "You are as thick as you look. I apparently need to knock sense directly into your head." She grabbed the bottle bringing it over her head. As she started to swing it down, I ducked to the side only to run straight into the bottle she had brought to the side. I yelped in pain as I fell to the floor. "You may consider yourself grounded. You'll stay in this room until I think better of your behavior." She left.

I struggled to get up and crawled into a corner. Leaning back I pulled out a locket and opened it. In side was an imprint of the key to Cammie's cell. It's the same for each cell. I told Liz mentally. You got it?

"Check your pocket," Liz ordered. I did. There was the key copier I had put there. And inside I felt a key. I pulled out the lighter next to it.

"Sorry Cammie," I whispered in what was supposed to be a mournful voice and set a fire on inside the locket. Snapping it closed I threw it across the room where it exploded. "I'm ready to help mom." I practically shouted. "I don't love her or care for her. I said what I said so that she would trust me and so that we might get more information. Are you going to punish me for doing what you wanted?" I looked around. "I'm going to the first aid station." I then proceeded to walk out of the hole I had blown in the wall. If anything would gain my mother's trust it would be that.

I whistled. Inwardly I thought to Liz How was that?

"Amazing," she responded. "I almost believed you." Girnning I started to whistle as I walked down the hall to where I knew the Circle's Doctors were.