In sector C5 four unlikely people had found each other within the course of the pervious twenty six hours they where Lynda Adams (girl seven), Michelle Cartwright (girl fifteen), James Farmer (boy eighteen) and Nick Freeman (boy nineteen). To say this group where an unlikely mix was an understatement the only two things that they shared where being in the same year and forced to play this game.
Lynda was an attractive girl with long black hair which was always kept neatly combed she worked as a waitress in her parents luxury hotel she rarely saw anyone from school as she was usually busy working but she didn't really mind her year maybe just the few bullies and weirdoes, Michelle Cartwright was a rather nerdy girl who loved watching soaps and would rattle on endlessly to anyone who listened by they just did out of politeness, James Farmer was ironically farmer's son who wasn't that keen on going into the family business he was well built and had short cropped blonde hair but he has hardly said a word since the game had begun and Nick Freeman was an emo with his hair dyed black and had a piercing under his bottom lip he wore grungy clothes. The Party allowed freedom of expression in music and dress as long as it wasn't against the party so pretty much you could really ware what you wanted to which did make his life a lot easier. The four had managed to find there way into a school not to dissimilar from their old school.
"Ok we need to think of something sooner rather than later." James said at last.
"No shit Sherlock we're all in this mess together." Replied Nick.
Nick was the last one to join the group around nine pm last night when he was found cowering in some bushes by the other three.
Lynda had witnessed Caroline's brutal kill of Christian in the early hours of the game and had been running and hiding ever since. She had finally found Michelle who kindly took her under her wing. Lynda had thought wow the geek has finally grown up.
"Ok so what have we all been issued with?" asked Michelle.
Lynda showed her weapon barbed wire with some kit gloves, Michelle showed her rope, James took his ice pick out and shook his head and Nick grinned and then showed them his bread knife.
The four realised that they where in trouble. No firearms and weapons which where not much use unless it came to hand to hand combat. But if the opposing person had a gun they where screwed. They all reached the same conclusion at the same time. It dawned on them that even if they could survive till late in the game they still would have to maybe kill each other to be the last one standing. But it was unlikely.
"So what do we do then?" asked Nick.
"Hide here?" asked James.
"Possibly but hiding can be dangerous" said Michelle quietly.
"What do you mean?" asked Lynda.
"Simple we hide we will get found people who are playing will search the main building and flush us out." Replied Michelle.
"Bollocks to that I'm staying in here!" snapped Nick.
"And what do we do if this zone becomes a danger zone am I ask?" snapped James.
"Both of you shut up!" shouted Michelle. The tone of her voice surprised her as well as the three others in the room.
"Ok well it too dangerous to go anywhere at this time." Said Lynda softly.
Outside of the school a figure emerged from the shadows. James Fairfield.