Evan

"Can we take a bathroom break?" Nogla whined.

"Yeah we've been driving for 5 hours." Marcel whined.

"Fine, keep an eye out for a Sheets or Wawa." I said, looking at the different exit signs.

"SHEETS!" Tyler screamed 20 minutes later.

"Exit 34!" Mini yelled.

"We're in the same damn car! You don't need to yell." I snapped, looking at "MiniCat" in the back.

"Sorry." Mini quietly said. Wildcat just chuckled and rolled his eyes.

Everyone grew quiet as I pulled out of the exit.

I spotted the red building in an instant.

"Woah." Someone murmured.

"What?" I asked, pulling into the parking lot.

"There's other cars." David stated.

"Of course, maybe there's people in there." Mini said, shaking his head.

"Good or bad?" Tyler asked, looking at me. His look made me climb out of the car, and towards the entrance. I opened the doors and walked in, seeing no one but myself in the tv camera.

I looked around and found the bathrooms. I smiled and turned around back outside, going to tell Nogla about the bathrooms. Something caught my eye, and I turned around. I see a revolver sitting on the check out counter.

We're not alone...

I quickly make my way back to the car, only to feel something cold against the back of my head.
"Get on your knees and put your hands on your head." A hoarse voice commanded, and I obeyed, due to the reflection I saw in one of the cars. I saw a man with a shiny badge.

Jonathan

"I'm slowly losing myself..."

"I'm actually going delirious."

"Haha! Delirious going delirious, who would've ever thought?!" 

"Oh Evan... will you be fast enough?"

"HA! No! He doesn't even care!"

"He doesn't love you like that!"

"Of course he does! He's a sweetheart!"

"Are you sure?"

"He could be anything! Maybe even a fuckboy-!" 

"JON!" I felt pain in my shoulders as someone shook them hard. I shook my head and my vision cleared. I saw Carlee. 

"Wha-?"

"You're fucking losing yourself. Do you hear it?" She asked, grabbing my hand. I feel my heart pick up in anger. 

"I do..." 

"Just take deep breaths." 

I shot up after he sentence, "HOW?! HOW THE FUCK DO I CALM DOWN WHEN MY FRIENDS ARE OUT THERE WITH CRAZY PEOPLE AND I'M GETTING MY BRAIN TAKEN OUT IN LIKE FOUR DAYS AND I WON'T BE ABLE TO TELL THE LOVE OF MY LIFE THAT I LOVE THE FUCK OUTTA HIM AND I ALWAYS WILL!" I choked and fell to the ground, my tears roaming free. 

I was going to lose everything! My channel! My friends! My life! My... my love! THAT I'LL NEVER BE ABLE TO CONFESS! 

My head hurt from my silent crying, but Carlee wanted to stop it. "Jon! Jon please! They'll hear you and they'll think you're going insane..." She drifted off and realized what she was saying. 

"Oh my god, that's how you can get out of here! Faking your infection!" She smiled and pulled me up. 

"You can get to your friends!" 

I smiled and wrapped my arms around her, "You're a genius!" 

D.O.O.M. Leader 

The telephone rang and I picked it up, an old but familiar voice coming from the other line. 

"Chris, how are ya?" I ask, chuckling. 

"Great, now I know I quit because I hated the company's plans, but... I've got something better for ya, I need ya to check this kid out I found."

"Really? What's the big deal?"

"Well, he's not infected... but he's got a connection to one of them."

"Do you know specifically?" 

"No, but I have a feeling it's one of the big ones."

"Like who?"

"Jonathan." 

David 

"Where the hell are you taking him?!" Tyler shouted, wriggling in the rope. 

"He's special, so he needs to go somewhere special." 

"What?! Where!?" I asked, pulling on the rope. 

Evan glared at the man, wriggling in his grip. 

"Wait... what does your badge say?" Moo pointed out, and we all looked. 

"No..." I was the first one to notice. He had an old badge that stated he was part of the... the D.O.O.M. That meant Evan was infected... but... but he isn't!

"NO! But he's not infected!" I screeched. 

"But he's got a special connection to one..." The man smirked and hit Evan, making him grunt. 

"Who?" Marcel sneered. 

"Do you know anyone by the name Jonathan?" 

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