On the morning of our fourth day in Frank's camp, Frank himself finally comes to visit us. When he pulls the tent flaps aside, Naomi cringes, and Melissa and Tobe both start to cry. He doesn't look at any of them though; he walks straight over to me, and crouches down in front of me."How are we feeling?"He has to already know the answer to that. I can finally see out of my left eye again, but I'm sure it's still black. I have two swollen and broken fingers on my left hand, and my ribcage, back, and legs are riddled with footprint-shaped bruises. It hurts every time I move, but I refuse to show him that pain; he'll just get off on it.I'm not going to answer, and he knows that. It's the same question he's asked me several times over the last three days, and I've never answered. I don't think he really expects me too, but he always asks anyways. Every time he checks in on us, which is several times a day.He doesn't usually stay long. He just comes in and tests me before leaving again

We spend the next four days preparing supplies for when Ryder hopefully gets better. It rains almost nonstop after we fix Ryder's bandages, and Naomi and I fill two five gallon buckets of water, strain them, and boil the water. Then we take a funnel from what's left of the kitchen, and fill almost fifteen bottles with fresh, hopefully clean water.There isn't much else to do, except sit around and think about my nightmares. I've been having them since Ryder and Reese rescued us from Frank and his Warriors. Each time it's the same dream: a feeling of helplessness, pain, and confusion. Then Frank's face, cruel laughter, and the feeling of being thrown down onto a mattress. Thankfully I always wake up after that.Ryder hasn't moved much in the last four days, and he's going to be in no shape to leave the island for a while, so Naomi and I take the time to get to know each other better. She's sixteen years old, and was a star on her high school's cross country team. She was a straight A s

When we reach the mainland, Reese and I both help Ryder out of the boat, and he gasps with pain when we let him go. His face is pale and he's started to sweat, and I wonder if we should have just stayed on the island and given him more time to rest. He's definitely not going far in his condition, and I don't want anything to happen to him.Reese checks his rifle, and nods his head to Naomi. "You're with me. The jeep is about a block from here; we parked it a ways away because we didn't want anyone to see it. Sam, you stay here with Ryder, Tobe, and Melissa." He looks uncomfortable at that thought for a second, but I shake my head."We'll be fine. Just hurry back."He nods, takes one look at Naomi, and sighs. "Let's get this over with. The sooner we leave, the sooner the group is back together. Come on," he says, turning and jogging down the dock. Naomi takes one last look at me before following after him.I tighten my grip on my gun, and move closer to Ryder. He wraps his good arm aro

The house is mostly destroyed on the inside, and it's so dark it's impossible to move around in without flashlights. Whoever boarded up the windows did an amazing job, because absolutely no light gets through to the first floor. The darkness makes it impossible to see the blood soaked into the entryway carpet, or the bloody smears along the walls. Ryder, Tobe, and I stay downstairs with Melissa while Reese and Naomi check the upstairs. Naomi comes back down with a handful of long, thin candles, and she distributes them to us. "Alright, how are we doing this?" she asks once the candles are lit. "Are we going to take turns guarding her?" "I think we should lock her in the upstairs bedroom, and just check on her periodically," Reese says. "I agree," Tobe says, startling me. She sees me watching her and shrugs, managing to look both proud and ashamed at the same time. "I've survived this long, Sam, and I'm sorry, but I'm not

After lunch, I find Ryder and Reese both sitting on the couch in the living room, and I join them. Naomi is busy cleaning herself in the bathroom with a bucket of cold water, and the guys are both talking quietly. I take a seat on the couch next to Ryder, and he looks at me. "Hey.""Now that we're here, what are we gonna do about protection?" I ask. "Are we gonna try and build a fence around this place? Are we gonna build a sniper's nest or something?""There's a tree house about a hundred yards downhill from here. There's a rope ladder that can be pulled up in case of attack, and we can use that to shoot out of.""A tree house?""It's pretty basic. It's got four wooden walls, two of which have small openings for windows, and it's pretty sturdy. I'd like something better, but it'll do in case of an emergency.""Have either of you explored the area around the cabin yet?"No, I was gonna wait and see if you or Naomi wanted to come with me. Someone has to stay here with Ryder and keep hi