Jack frowned, staring at the water bottle.That was a little creepy.He set the water bottle carefully in front of him, staring at it intensly.Why would a voice inside my head try to make me share out water from my water bottle. We have tanks they could get water from. Wait a second, why is their a voice inside my head unless. . .Jack felt his heart turn to ice.Oh, fuck He looked towards the potch in his backpack where he kept his pistol. Jack braced himself against the wall.Gonna have to be quick.