I found a tiny closet and quickly hid, trying not to make a sound. It’s so dark in here I can’t even see my own hand. I can hear them outside. What if they find me in here? What if they open the door?
Too many things happening right now. I just want to find my friends.
I started feeling around with my hands when suddenly I felt something that felt like a light switch. I flicked it on and was surprised with what I saw — I saw Becky. Becky, who I thought was with her family, was instead sitting in front of me tied to a chair.
Wait… but if Becky is here, then who did I leave back at home?
She was unconscious with an IV in her arm. Perhaps they were keeping her sedated with some sort of medicine.
It all made sense now. Whoever was impersonating Becky must have known about the wave and when it was going to come. She purposely took us there knowing what would happen.
I needed to get Becky out of here. I quickly untied her and took the IV out. But I couldn’t stay here — they might come back. There was a reason Becky was here.
I needed to keep moving, try to find the machine that killed my friends.
I opened the door a little and peeked out to check if they were still there. They were — but none of them were looking at the door.
Did I want to take the risk? I asked myself.
It was too risky… but maybe if I made a run for it, I could do it.
I just didn’t want to leave Becky in here alone. Sure, I could come back for her, but to be honest with you, I wasn’t even sure if that was Becky anymore.
It made sense, though. Whoever was impersonating Becky didn’t want to come with me. Maybe it was because she knew about the real Becky… or she escaped… or she’s the one who took my best friend.
I didn’t know what was going on anymore. Should I leave Becky or should I try to wake her up? What if they were doing experiments on her and she woke up and attacked me? Or even worse — sold me out?
I couldn’t risk it. I’d leave her for now. If she woke up and found me and she was normal, I’d help her. After all, she was my best friend.