"How did this work?" Amber blatantly questioned as I helped her push Blake's mattress into the river. With Blake on it. Somehow, he didn't wake up. He was covered in a disgusting mixture of what Amber had brought, and the smell was the worse thing a nose could be burdened with.

"We tied Xavier to a tree without waking him up, and you question this?" I replied. "The others didn't wake up either, which was a freaking miracle."

Jordan was currently sleeping in one of the horrible public bathroom stalls, while Ethan was tied down to a picnic table with rope. Each had their lifetime dose of Amber's disgusting mixture....