Richard was dead. Christopher was pronounced the new chef officer, and discovering a chemical in the drink didn’t help ease the tension. Everyone was turning against the other, and Zac was just in the middle of it.

You don’t know what overtook you, but you had stopped drinking blue juice. You wanted to stick to the moral and rational side of it all. Zac wanted you to finally give in and Christopher just wanted to keep you safe. Cleaning through Richard’s belongings, Chris had asked you to destroy everything since it was protocol, after all.

Richard could have been considered a paternal figure for you; he’d share his stories just because everyone felt alone out here. A knock on the door caused you to click pause on the video you were watching. Opening it, you found none other than Zac.

”Figured you’d be here; how are you holding up?” Zac knew about your closeness to Richard; problem was if he really cared about you or just wanted to be near you before Chris got to you.