The Wrong Twin

In the "Cave"

Jacobs Pov

"Jam! Come out! Your the only one left." I called to the night air.

Mark nudged me and I could see his grin.

"Dude, let her go. She'll probaly end up sneaking up behind us."

I turned and saw Kimmi standing there.

"Kimmi, have you seen Jamie?"

"No, why?"

"I can't find her."

"She's probaly hiding somewhere."

I looked around.

"Raychell, weren't you hiding with her?"

"Well, not really, we were across from eachother. We were supposed to run to the base but-" She trailed off and her green eyes widened.
"You don't think she's hurt or something?"

I looked into the dark, unfamiliar woods.

"Let's hope not."

Jamie's Pov

Am I alive?

I tried to open my eyes but they felt like bricks.

Nope, I'm dead.

"She's moving." A voice whispered.

"Are you God?"

"What the hell?"

"God dosen't curse."

"Oh my gosh! Am I in hell? Are you the devil?"

I felt a slap that stung my cheek.

"Wake up!"

My eyes flew open.

"You don't look like the devil!"

"That's because I'm not."

"Oh."
I reached beneath me and tried to push myself into a seated position. The ropes dug in deeper and I winced.

"Are you okay?"

"Just great!" I snapped.

The voice sighed. "Look I gotta go, I'll be back later."

I turned my still stinging face to the wall. "Do what you want, it's not like I can stop you."

He chuckled and exited.

I took this as a sign and attempted to look around what felt like a cave. The walls were a grey brick and the corners of the cave were dark and probaly held spiders. Good thing I can't move because I'm terrified of spiders. There was a small bathroom to my right and four cots set up on my left. In the middle of the floor was a cook stove. Like one you would use when you went camping. The floor was cold and uninviting and the whole cave smelled like mold. It was a death trap.

I stared at the crumbling cieling.

"How am I going to get out of here?" I whispered to the dark walls.