Chapter 4

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This is sort of a weird chapter where they all figure out what's going on, so you know.

Third Person POV

Ben woke up groggily, his head aching. His bed was right in front of him. He got up and fell on the bed. Everything was still spinning. he quickly made calculations and found out that he had been out for seven days. He really couldn't make out anything else. he tried to remember the last event of his life, but all he recollected was Catherine waving good-bye to him in Europe. he didn't know why. He looked at the new CIA phone he got from Cyrus Hale and opened up contacts. He wanted to contact someone. He wanted to tell someone that something had happened. As he scrolled down his list, three names caught his eye. Erica, Zoe, Mike. Ben had never heard or seen these names before. His brows arched in confusion. He didn't know these people at all. Every time he saw those names, his head hurt. he didn't know any of them, yet they were on his favorites list. He quickly deleted the contacts and shoved his phone in his closet before moving on to reading a book.

Zoe slowly woke up, trying to make sense of her surroundings. She realized that she was in her bedroom. On the floor. She got up and checked the time. She didn't know how long she was out. She walked over to the desk and sat in the chair, desperate for the spinning to stop. She gulped down a glass of water and stared at the walls of her room. The wall above her desk was covered in photos. She glanced at them. There was one of herself, and another photo with about a dozen kids. there was Chip, Murray, Jawa, Hank, Woodchuck, Tina, herself and two others she didn't recognize. There was one girl with dark hair and icy blue eyes. She had the tiniest of smiles. Just looking at her made Zoe shiver. She then looked at the other person she didn't know. His hands were on her shoulders and they both were laughing. He had dark brown hair and perfect brown eyes. Something about those two struck her as odd. She didn't know who they were. Some guy's hands were on her. Every time she looked at them, her eyes burned. She turned away from the photo and listened to music instead.

Erica opened her eyes. She was sprawled on the floor. She tried to spring up, but her legs refused to get up. Grabbing her desk for support, she got up and stretched. Her phone informed her that it had been a whole week. She gasped, obviously shocked. The great Erica Hale was out for a week. She sat on her bed and stared off into empty space. A million things ran in her mind at the same time. Snapping back into reality, she opened up her phone and tried to reach her grandfather. She accidentally clicked on the photos app and a picture popped up of her and three other people. She didn't recognize them at all, which confused her even more. Erica stared long and hard at the charming boy with deep brown eyes and brown hair (*wink wink*). Something about the boy seemed unreal. What shocked Erica the most was that his arm was linked through hers. She gasped, mortified and dropped the phone on the floor. She picked it up and moved on to the other boy whose arms were over a green-eyed girl. I was smiling? She thought to herself as she closed her phone, deep in thought. Icy, emotionless Erica Hale was smiling wide. She was enjoying herself in that photo with three strangers. Erica the great felt... not so great.

Mike Brezinski groaned as he slowly woke up. His head felt heavy and his body felt dislocated. He trudged towards the bathroom. That's when his phone buzzed. It was a notification saying that Ben had left the group chat. Who-What? Mike thought as he shook his head, staring at the tiny screen. He didn't know any Ben. He opened up the group chat and saw two other people's names. Erica, Zoe. He didn't recognize any of the names. Why was he texting people who hardly knew? Mike scrolled through the texts. It was as if he knew them like his family. He didn't remember anything related to these people, so he blocked those contacts and left the group himself. Then he suddenly remembered that he had to pee, so he made a beeline for the bathroom.

Really short chapter. I will try to get the next one to be longer. See you later! I want to get this up to about a hundred views. Oh, and please don't tag me. if you do, beware, I'll tag you back.😊 

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