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    “Look, you lot can talk about this when I am back in my room. I really don’t think you would like it if I am out here if Tracy gets back and I wouldn’t want any of the kids to get hurt if she did. Because I can tell you one thing, she would go after them first.” I said.
    Tessa’s dad looked at me and nodded.
    “Barnaby, take him back to his room and make sure that cuff is put back on.”
    I stood up and waited for my escort to form up and was taken back to my room. Barnaby fastened the cuff to my ankle and left the room. Sitting back down with my back to the wall I watched as the light faded away from under the door.
    The night passed quickly and in the morning I had a visit from Tracy and Thomas.
    “Have you changed your mind?” She asked.
    “About what?” I replied, trying to look like I hadn’t a clue what she was on about.
    “You know what!” Thomas growled from beside Tracy.
    “Nope. Remind me what you wanted again?” I asked.
    “I want the code to the bunker door.” She said.
    “Oh that! Sorry, can’t give you it.” I said smiling.
    Thomas stomped across the room and slashed out with his foot catching me on the leg. I rolled over away from him.
    “You’ll fucking answer this time.” He said.
    “Listen, I can’t give you the code.”
    “You do know that you’re going to die if you don’t.” Tracy said, leaning against the wall.
    “Oh, yeah, I know that and I also know that even if I tell you it, I’m dead.” I said, looking over at her. “So for me it’s a no-win situation.”
    She seemed to think on that for a few minutes.
    “What if I said you wouldn’t be harmed if you told us?” She said, trying to look all sincere.
    I laughed out loud and said “I would rather chance it with a room of infected than trust anything you say.”
    “Come on, Thomas, let’s see if he is more talkative tomorrow.” She said and turned to leave with Thomas trailing behind her.
    The door closed and I rolled onto my back on the mattress. The room was starting to smell like the toilets in a pub. Because they hadn’t seen fit to give me anything to go in, I had taken to pissing against the wall. God only knew what this place would smell like if I had to take a dump. I needed to get out of here. But I wanted to see if Tessa’s dad had managed to get in touch with the bunker. If that happened, I could see things changing really quickly here. From the conversation last night, I could see that Tracy hadn’t become a welcomed member of this group.
    I hoped that if they managed to get in touch with the bunker, then David and Chris would come to get me. Amy was a different matter. I hadn’t a clue if she had survived the crash. In my heart I hoped she had either by saving herself or by David and Chris coming back to get her. The dog, I couldn’t really care less about.
    For the next few hours I lay watching the clouds drift passed the window. It seemed like the best thing to do. I heard footsteps coming down the hallway and lifted myself into a sitting position and watched the door. It slowly opened and Thomas stepped inside and closed it behind him. He stood there watching me before sitting on the floor.
    “Marc, we both know what Tracy is like and I want you to understand that I don’t go along with what she wants.” He said, looking me in the eyes.
    “Really? Well, that makes everything all better, doesn’t it?” I said staring back at him.
    “Come on, man. I was just following orders when I hit you.” He said, looking down at the floor.
    To tell you the truth, I didn’t have a clue what was going on. What I did know, though, was that he wasn’t telling me the truth. I’d had the wool pulled over my eyes by Tracy in the past and it wasn’t happening again.
    “Okay, Tommy boy, what do you want?” I asked.
    His eye’s seemed to tighten when I called him Tommy boy. That was something to put aside for future use.
    “The only way you might get out of this is if you have a pal on the