*Edited Version*

Chapter 6: The World Turned Black

Cammie's P.O.V.

Liz, Macey, and I packed all our bags and met Zach and Grant downstairs. When we got there it was clear that something weird was going on between Liz and Grant. Whenever either one of them glanced at the other, the other would immediately look away.

Macey, Zach, and I glanced between them, all wondering what had happened.

"Okay," Zach finally spoke. "Our ride leaves in five minutes."

"Five? How are we supposed to make it to the airport in time?" I asked.

"Who said we were going to the airport?" Zach asked. I raised an eyebrow at this and watched as Zach walked towards the elevators.

"Are you coming?" He called back at us.

I exchanged a quick look with Macey before we all followed Zach into the elevators. We went up to the roof and upon stepping outside I saw a helicopter.

"Let's go," he instructed.

I sighed and reluctantly entered the helicopter. "Do you even know how to fly a helicopter?"

"Let's find out," Zach shrugged.

My eyes widened at his reply and I opened my mouth to protest before the helicopter rose into the air and Zach smirked at me.

"Well, would you look at that…I guess I can."

(***)

We flew in the air for what I guessed was about five hours. I sighed and let my eyes wander throughout the helicopter, trying to occupy my time with something.

I looked over at Liz and saw that she was asleep with her head on Grant's shoulder. Grant was also fast asleep.

Next, I looked over at Macey. She was silent and staring out the window.

I assumed she was contemplating something, but I didn't want to ask, so I sighed once more and looked down at my hands.

We landed after another five minutes.

I watched as Liz and Grant both lifted their heads. They looked at each other and then immediately looked away, creating quite a bit of space between them as they did.

I shook my head at the two before stepping out of the vehicle. I frowned at the sight of sand and a few cacti.

"We're in the middle of the desert," I exclaimed.

"I know," Zach smirked.

I rolled my eyes, not bothering to answer, before looking down at my watch. "It's two."

"We should start walking before it gets dark," Grant advised.

We all nodded in agreement and began to trudge through the heated wasteland.

(***)

We walked for what felt like hours before it became too much.

"Can we take a break?" Liz asked. She was bent over with her hands on her knees, beads of sweat rolling down her face.

Zach rolled his eyes and nodded. "Fine. Five minutes."

Liz sighed and she attempted to take a seat on the sand before her legs gave out under her and she collapsed on the sand.

After five minutes, and not a second more, Zach stood up and told us it was time to start moving again.

"Liz is out cold. She can't walk," I informed him.

"I'll carry her," Grant offered. He lifted Liz up and carried her in his arms.

"There, problem solved. Can we go now?" Zach asked.

I frowned before nodding and following him once more.

(***)

We walked for another hour before I spotted something in the distance. Standing tall in the middle of the desert was a pyramid.

"We're here," Zach stated.

"We're staying in that?" I asked.

"Unless you want to sleep out here, yes," he answered.

"It looks… locked," Macey offered.

"That's because it is," Grant replied. "There's an underground hideout below the surface."

"Stay here," Zach demanded before Grant set Liz down and he and Zach walked ahead.

"Do they just expect us to wait?" Macey asked.

"I guess so," I shrugged, no energy left to protest being left behind.

After about five minutes they came back.

"Let's go," Zach told us.

They both led us to a staircase that was hidden in the sand. We walked down the stairs carefully to a place with three rooms.

"The rooms are set up. Two people in two rooms and one in the other."

Zach turned to me and said, "You and Macey share one room. I get the separate room and Grant and Liz can handle sharing one room."

Without another word, Zach walked to his room and slammed the door shut.

"Why is he in a bad mood?" I asked Grant.

Grant turned to look at me, looking as if he were going to say something before he decided against it and carried Liz to her bed.

Macey and I stood by ourselves outside the rooms.

"Why do I feel like we're the only ones that aren't keeping secrets?" I asked.

"Because we probably are the only ones," Macey pointed out.

We walked to our room and closed the door behind us as we entered.

Liz's P.O.V.

I woke up with a major headache and clear dehydration. I sat up and observed the room, turning my head to see Grant sleeping on the bed beside me.

I sighed before standing up and attempting to get off the bed. However, before I could walk an inch, I heard sounds behind me.

I turned to find a man wearing all black. I backed away slowly trying to decide if I should scream, but my mind was filling with so many thoughts at that moment. I kept backing up before I eventually ran into another body.

That was the moment I decided to scream. Immediately, they placed a hand around my mouth.

That was when I saw Grant lift his head and look in my exact direction.

He stood up and headed towards me, not taking notice of the other man walking up behind him. At that point, I was panicking and I tried to get out of the man's hold, but it was too late. Grant turned at the last second and the man knocked him on the side of his head with a blunt object.

That was the last thing I saw before I collapsed onto the floor and the world around me went black.