Cameron’s POV-
Not ten minutes after my beating, from sending my coded message over the video message. It was like one of those live video messages. It records and sends straight away. So, I knew that they would have gotten the message, especially Matthew. Adam was in the room with me. Samantha had left a few moments ago, as she was feeling sick. She went to the bathroom, I think. Adam was staring at his phone, as there was an email notification ding on his phone. I looked over at him, as he muttered, “What the hell?”
“Can’t read a message or did someone send you a whacky picture,” I scoffed.
“Well, you tell me if you can read this,” he responded, showing me the phone screen.
I looked at the screen, my eyes narrowing as I focused on the message, “Ljvnayw, fn fyw’c bcyx uyytrwp oya gy
