Hell is just a floorboard away...

What now?

Alice's P.O.V

Tyler's hand was grasped tightly around mine, our fingers entangled with on another, every so often he would squeeze my hand; to try and comfort me. We had been walking down these tunnels for what seemedforever, my feet were sore, my clothes dirty and my head pounding. Basically I was exhausted and hurt all over. My mind kept wondering to Carlos, my longboard and of coarse Tyler, I couldn't help it. Even in a time like this!

Tyler's P.O.V

I love the feel of my hand entwined with Alice's, it just seems right. It was supposed to be an act of courage; me being her knight in shinning armour, I wanted her to feel safe. As time went on, the main reason for me holding on to her so tight letting her go was impossible, was because I was Fucking Shitting myself!

Georgia's P.O.V

A loud sigh spilled from my lips, breaking the long silence. No one said anything but it was the first noise since over an hour ago. My eyelids were slowly closing, I had to pinch myself a couple of times to stop me from collapsing with utter exhaustion. The adrenaline that had once filled me, had disappeared half an hour ago, leaving me bored and a little but worried. My senses had dimmed and I haven't taken much notice to anything for a while now. Everything looked the same, brick walls, stone ground, the occasional rat and so on. Nothing out of the ordinary, Wait what am I saying?? This is all out of the ordinary, I mean not everyone has a jungle of tunnels underneath their house! Of coarse they don't! My subconsciousness agreed with me. Its always a bad sign when we agree!

Phoebe's P.O.V

Silently I followed the rest of the group, although I was far behind they were never totally out of reach. I had no idea how long we had been down here, I just wished we could hurry and get out. Out of nowhere a large, clammy hand clamped shut my mouth, muffling my screams. Then another hand grasped round my waist, I could feel more hands grasping iron grips on my legs. The strong hands lifted me up in the air and hauled me through a doorway, dumping me on the floor. My arms were thrust behind my back, thick rope quickly fastened around my hands, making it impossible to move them without causing me pain. My face was then met with a shut door, followed by a bolt locking, signalling I was trapped.

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Claire's P.O.V

Forcefully I opened my eyes, reveling a dark, small room. My body was sprawled across the cold concrete floor and my strawberry blonde hair covering half of my face. Realisation hit me hard, causing my eyes to dart around the room, in search of something familiar. Suddenly I caught sight of Jared, stood infront of a wooden table in the middle of the room.

"Jared!! Where am I?"

He reluctantly moved closer, bending down so our eyes were level, "Shh.. Don't worry, I know what to do. Your safe; I'm here."

"Don't leave me" I don't know why I said it, I only just met him and I've told him not to leave me. Considering my outburst Jared didn't look phased at all.

"I won't, I promise" Jared replied, seeming completely honest and concerned for my well fare.

"Wait?! Where's Kieran?" I whisper shouted. I can't believe it had taken me that long to realise one of my best friends was missing.

"I... I don't know. But as soon as we have got out of here we will find him."

"How?" I was getting impatient now, I could feel my cheeks warm up as all the rage and emotion seaped out of me.

Jared was just about to open his mouth when three cloaked figures entered the room.