You had just woken up from a dream where you were hanging out with the others, and fell asleep, the room was dark, "It's quiet" you thought as you then you got up, called out "Guys?" and went to look for them, thinking to yourself "is this another prank of theirs..?" You heard a clank and went to the room you heard it in, seeing them, you had said "Why are you guys sitting in the dark like that?" then you heard a whisper, logan by the doorway "...Ashlyn, that's not us" you looked back and they were facing you, smiling like phantoms. Then you woke up-

You shot up quickly with a gasp, trembling lightly before pulling your knees to your chest lightly, head resting against them, thinking "That was unnerving..." your long ginger hair was down, loose, deep sleeping bags on your face and you were in a white shirt and shorts. You remember what happened, how Mr. Thomas drugged you with those men and looked up, looking around, your thought now was "Where am I?!" "Where are the others?!" you spoted a camera and then noticed-No windows. "What's going on." you thought before being startled by loud knocking on the door-Someone's here! you got in the corner, the bed shifted in the room, blocking you away from the rest of it.

The door opened "Hello-Oh sorry, I didn't mean to startle you. I brought you some food."