chapter 3

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the next day at lunch, i take a seat infront of the boy.
"hey i never got your name?" i say to him. he shyly glances up from his food and replies "aris". just at this moment, i see thomas walking towards the guards and think to myself 'yes, the plan is working'.

once thomas and the other boys get escorted to their room, me and aris jump up from the table and rush to our own rooms.

we meet up in the vents and make our way over to the boys' room. once we get there, we shove the vent open, startling a few of my friends, and we pop out. first aris, then me.
"have you got it?" aris asks, and thomas holds up a keycard in reply. the two of them go back through the vents and to the place aris and i were last night, while everyone else turns their focus on me.
"would you mind telling us what the hell is going on?" frypan asks.
"yesterday, i got bored and found a vent so i went inside and ended up finding aris and we saw these bodies being carted into a room" i babble.

by the time i have explained everything properly, thomas and aris hurtle back into the room. thomas is frantically doing random things while aris stands in one place, looking horrified.
"aris? are you okay?" i ask instantly concerned, but he can only half shake his head in reply.

thomas seems to have finished whatever he was doing and finally tells us: "we need to go. now"

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