Time Maze

The Young and the Restless

For the next few days, Tyson was just waiting for the other shoe to drop. It was a certainty that he was unwilling to face.

On his insistence, they holed up in their rooms, only going out to get the necessities. Even then, Tyson preferred to go by himself. Marcus was bound to run into his 'friend' or do something equally as problematic as that.

"Tyson, I am so bored, man. I'll be the first person in human history to die of boredom," Marcus complained.

It felt to Tyson as if it was the hundredth time his friend protested, and he wasn't so sure he was wrong. When he first told Marcus his plan, Marcus was so much against it that he tried all his usual tactics to soften Tyson up.

However, this time, Tyson was relentless. He didn't allow his friend's usual tricks to get to him. After all, he was doing it for Marcus as much as he was doing it for himself.

"I know Marcus, I know. Just a bit longer, and all of this will be over. Then, we'll be able to breathe fresh air again," Tyson said.

Although he said those words without a trace of hesitation, Tyson wasn't sure if that was the truth. Even after the assassination, there were no guarantees that they would be able to live in Bosnia. There were even fewer guarantees that they would end up in a place that offered them any type of freedom.

"It's easy for you to say. You get to go out, see the world," Marcus grumbled just loud enough for Tyson to hear.

"You know as well as I do that I just go and get us the supplies. I come back here as soon as I get everything we need. Even I can't risk going around the city when Gavrilo is lurking around. Not to mention those two psychopaths on our heels," Tyson said, wondering if their situation could get any more complicated.

"Have you seen him?" Marcus asked, curiosity and eagerness shining through the annoyance of his current predicament.

"Gavrilo?" Tyson asked though he was pretty sure that was who Marcus was referring to.

Still, he found it hard to believe that Marcus would get so attached to the guy and so quickly. It was the strangest characteristic Marcus had, as far as Tyson was concerned; turning strangers into friends in the blink of an eye.

"Yeah..." Marcus said, allowing his eyes to wander around the room so that Tyson couldn't see what was written in them.

"Just in passing. Gavrilo was with his coconspirators, so he didn't pay much attention to me," Tyson said.

"Are you sure that he is the one who does that whole assassination business?" Marcus asked with doubt.

"Marcus, I might not remember everything that happened. But I do remember the details of such an important historic event," Tyson said, exasperated by Marcus's inability to accept the truth.

"But Gavrilo wouldn't even hurt a fly," Marcus said, lowering his gaze.

"Well, you're wrong. Gavrilo ends up killing Ferdinand as well as his wife," Tyson said.

"He ends up killing a chick?" Marcus asked with disgust.

"Yes," Tyson simply said as he was tired of trying to explain to Tyson what exactly his 'friend' was capable of doing.

But then again, Gavrilo did what he thought was best for everyone. Tyson couldn't help but think that those types of people, the ones who think they are helping, could cause the most damage.

"What about him? What happens to him?" Marcus asked, far more invested in the new friendship than was considered normal by other people.

It was as if he could connect with others and deeply care about their fates in a matter of moments. Something that took Tyson years to achieve.