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TRISTAN’S POV

The world felt heavy and blurry when I woke up and my body ached like I'd been hit by a truck. I would have given it a thought if I didn't remember what happened. But that wasn't all. My mouth, in addition, was dry and my head was pounding in a worryingly rhythmic ebb. I blinked hard, trying to focus on where I was. The light above me flickered and it took a moment before I remembered. The prison. The plan.

A very bad feeling slithered its way down my stomach and snaked its way up my spine before bursting out at my back. Fuck! I shot up too fast, groaning in pain as my muscles screamed in protest. I had fainted. Poisoned water. Yes, the bottled water... it was poisoned. They had poisoned me, Matt had poisoned me. Matt. Where the fuck was he? A million thoughts ran through my mind as I thought about it all. I stumbled out of bed immediately even though my legs were shaky. I had to grab onto the walls for support.

Every part of me ached and every step seemed to intensify