Ryan stormed over to the door and opened it.
"Is this Jamie's room? I need to talk to him," Jamie heard a voice say on the other side of the door.
"Matt?" Jamie asked, obviously surprised. He tried to will his blush to go away, though he knew he was still probably red as a tomato.
"Ja-Jamie, are you busy? I really need to talk to you," Matt was glancing around wildly, as if he were expecting something to suddenly jump out at him.
Jamie looked over at Ryan, who had walked back over to his bed to unpack his stuff. "Yeah, I can talk. Ryan, get out."
Ryan looked up, surprise etching his features. he glared at Matt, then Jamie, and stormed out of the room.
"What's up?"
Matt looked around again, then back at Jamie. "I went to the cave, right? I don't know why, I guess it was because I found out that you had put the flag there, so I went in, right? I walked a little past the flag, because you know, why not right? And I went to where I saw those vamps a while back." His eyes looked haunted. Jamie put a hand on his shoulder.
"Hey, are you okay?"
"The cave…" Matt looked as if he were about to cry. "The walls were covered in blood, Jamie. It was just covered in it. And it was real too, I could smell it. It was werewolf blood."
Jamie gasped. His heart seemed to stop. He could see from the expression on Matt's face that he wasn't making this up.
"There was a message too," He continued. ""Eighth gone, first dead." Four people have disappeared, Jamie. And acoording to vamp news, four people have disappeared over there too. Whoever's doing this….. they killed someone."