Page 351 of Mr. Beast


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I spotted them building a fire in the burn pit a few hundred yards away. An RV was parked in the grass. Loud music blared out of it.

Where was she? Dammit!

My anger and frustration grew as I watched them. My phone rang, startling me.

“Shit,” I mumbled.

“Hello?” I answered.

“Hey, Austin. It’s me. The cops are on their way. We’re coming too, with Trey. Where you at?”

“Trying to hide,” I snapped. “I should have turned my phone off. You have the map of where they are, right?”

“Yeah, but where are you?”

“I’m in the trees on the north side of the park. They’re a hundred yards away, maybe more. I’ll meet you guys in the north parking lot, okay?”

“Yeah, we’re on our way.”

I ended the call and turned my phone off. After watching another few seconds and not seeing any sign of Jocelyn, I walked to the parking lot to meet up with Teddy, Brian and Trey.

“Where are the police?”

“On their way,” Trey said.

“I’m not standing around here waiting on them. I think she’s in the RV, I don’t like that I can’t see her.” Or what’s happening to her, I thought grimly.

“She’s probably in there,” Brian said. “That’s where I would keep her if I was dumb enough to kidnap someone.”

“There’s some crazy people in the world,” I said, shaking my head. “You guys wait here for the cops, I’m going in.”

“No way man,

we’re here as backup,” Teddy said.

Brian nodded and Trey agreed.

“We’ve got this.”

*

When the man with a Mohawk exited the RV, I took off running through the woods. My plan was to come out on the side facing away from everyone, but I left the woods early.

No one noticed me as Trey, Brian and Teddy entered loudly from the other side of the field. They made it sound like there were twenty of them instead of three. I hoped the cops got here before the crowd got to them and realized they were only a trio. I saw a lot of the other people moving toward them hesitantly. Fifty yards away, I increased my speed.

I heard both groups of people yelling at each other. Forty yards. Just a little bit longer. The thought of Brooke in trouble gave me a burst of energy. Thirty yards.

A gunshot rang out. What the hell? I didn’t slow down. Everyone scattered in different directions. Fuck! Twenty Yards. Ten. Zero.

I rushed up the ladder on the back of the RV, staying low as I crawled across the roof. The yelling and commotion from the others helped hide the noise I was making.

When I glanced out at the field, I saw a man brandishing a gun. He waved it into the air and fired again, laughing hysterically.

“I am the law!” he shouted.

At the center of the RV’s roof, I saw a hatch. I pulled the handle, sighing in relief as it swung open. I glanced down, but didn’t see anyone.

I sat in the opening and grabbed the other side with my hands to hold myself as I jumped down. As soon as I landed, I crouched into a fighting stance.

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