“Hey!” Fender called out.Everyone stopped for a second and looked at her. She had a few sheets of paper in her hands, and a few hastily stuffed sh...ets were sticking halfway out of her pack.“There’s a map of the area here,” Fender continued. “And there are three marked entrances.”Fender laid a paper on the ground, and everyone gathered around. Pua looked at the paper, looked around, and then reoriented the paper.“Looks like there are two entrances from where we are, and one back where we came,”. His chest, back, and both of his arms were covered in tattoos; both of his ears were pierced, also. Damon could definitely be described as a ‘pretty’ boy – if he didn’t try to look so hard or rough. He had hazel eyes, adorable dimples, and flawless skin. If anyone knew that I was with Damon, they’d think I was insane. There was something about him that I just couldn’t resist. Every since I laid eyes on him, I was hooked like a crack addict after taking their first hit. Since I’ve given a. Sure enough, she wasn't disappointed, as Cris came in 45 minutes before the scheduled arrival time for the cast and crew. She watched quietly as Cris put his bag down and did a few stretches.Amanda was about to move to the next part of her plan when Cris did something strange. He moved left, into an area she couldn't see, and was talking. Oh Crap! Was someone else here? That could ruin everything. Amanda's heart pounded as she waited, not daring to expose herself now. After a minute Cris danced. The room went dark as she tied the scarf tightly behind my head, forming an abrupt knot. With my senses altered, I heard the clinking sound of metal and then, what felt like a leather strap being buckled around neck.Click! It was the sound of something being clipped to a ring. “Jen had put me on a leash!” I manage to recognize this among a head with an imagination now spinning out of control!She pulled me forward without saying a word-- demanding that I move in the direction in which she yanked.