• 𝐈𝐌𝐏𝐀𝐂𝐓 •

Chapter 4

| Nicks pov |

Darkness turns into red. There's a light on so I must be out of the car now. I open my eyes slowly to see Jack for a split second. I rub my eyes and open them again. Jack is on the ground drawing. I sit up to find myself on a bed with black blankets. I look around and see drawings on the tan wall. I put my hands behind me and push off them to stand up

. “H-hey Jack,” I say. “Huh? Yeah?” He turned around to face me, he stood up and went over to his bureau, and grabbed a pin. He walked over to a blank hidden spot on the wall and hung the drawing he just finished. He moved away and over to me. “Hey, it's probably almost dinner time so we should probably head downstairs,” Jack said as he turned around and walked over to his door, opening it and looking to the left then the right before coming back into the room and looking over at me. I walked over to him, he went right. 

I followed him down the hall. It was a red-carpeted floor with some gold patterns. The bottom of the wall was dark brown looking like pillars with a long thick brown on top of them. The rest of the wall up from that was light tan. I look to my left to see a dark space with stairs going down to a cellar. The light for the cellar was a creepier vibe than from the rest of the house. I looked in front of me again and noticed a person was in front of us. They had blonde golden hair and a dark green suit on. Black gloves and black shoes. They turned left and I noticed the type of mask they were wearing. 

It was a gas mask with a long nose part. We came over to the stairs and rushed down them quietly. We turned left and were met face to face with David. The other person from before just walked past him as if he wasn't there. “Remember that we are all family,” David said as he pulled on his cross necklace.

“Let's go sit down now so we can eat,” David said. I slightly nodded as I followed him to the table. I saw many new faces or more like many new masks. Only me, Jack, and another person at the table didn't have masks. Jack sat down at the end of the table so I decided to sit next to him for now. Since I mostly trusted him. 

| TimeSkip |

The dinner was very silent. We first had someone say grace then ate in silence. A few duo conversations went on, some never talked once. We got a 10-minute break before meeting in the church room built inside the manor. They talked about me and the other two being the new member of the family and making us feel welcomed. I just sat next to Jack and David and shook the whole time, stuttering out random words quietly to myself.

Jack would look at me now and then. He patted my shoulder gently and gave me a warm smile. I pulled a little smile back, stopping the talking to myself. “Nick.” A voice says. I jump and shake from the silent mumbles being interrupted. “Ye-yes?” I say. “May you come up here for us?” I nod and stand up. “That's Martin” I hear Jack whisper to me. I go up the mini-steps and stand next to this Martin person. “Turn to face me please.” He says. 

I turn, facing him. I look over at Jack for a quick second. He gives a thumbs up. “I would like to give this to you.” He pulls out a necklace with a cross. He grabs it gently by the sides and slides it over my head. When the coldness of the necklace touched my neck I shivered, hunching over a bit. Martin pats my head gently and I stand up straight. “You may sit back down now” I nod in understanding and walk back over to Jack. I sit back down on the bench and Martin calls up Jason. He gives Jason a necklace with a cross and tells him to sit back down. Martin calls Jimi up and does the same.

Martian calls out for it to be bedtime. “You must stay in your rooms for the rest of the night unless you need to go to the bathroom or an emergency.” He turns to Jimi. “Jimi you may sleep in your moving van if you would like” Everyone looked at the two until Jimi answered. “Okay, man” Martin looks at him for a bit longer before focusing on everyone else. “You're all dismissed” Everyone stood up and started to exit. David passes Jack and I moving at a fast pace like he was late for some meeting. Jack watches him walk off before looking at Martin and walking towards him. 

| Jacks pov | 

“Hey Martin, does Nick have a room?” Martin shakes his head before speaking, “He’ll have to sleep in your room for a week or two are you okay with that?” I look at the floor before looking back at him. I hesitate to say yes. “Y-yeah that's fine” I nod it off trying to play normally. “Great. Now I have to go somewhere...I'm quite busy” Martin walks past me to go to his so-called busy thing. I look at Nick and walk over to him. I give him a weak smile and grab his arm leading him back upstairs. He hasn't spoken yet. Is he okay? I wonder to myself. I try to speak but I can't get anything out.

We were walking down the hallway where there were cameras. I stop dead in the hall and look down at the ground. “Uh,- Jack are you okay?” I jump a bit and shake it out. I look at him and nod, his face dull as if he barely has emotions. I'm reminded of the cameras so I drag Nick over to my room. I pull out a sleeping bag and extra blankets and lay them on the open wooden floor. I make it seem comfy and ask Nick over to test if it's alright. “Is it fine?” I asked. “Yeah yeah I-its fine” 

“Are you lying? Cause if you are I can try to make it more comfortable” I say already reaching for the other blankets. He sits up and changes to sitting on his knees and pulls me away from the blankets. “It's fine,” he said in a somewhat serious tone. I lift my hands signaling alright and I get up sitting on my bed. Nick lays back down facing away from me. I changed from looking at him to my door to the floor. Eventually, Martin came by and said time to sleep now. I nod in understanding. I hope it doesn't knock tonight, I think to myself as I go over to the light switch.

I turn the light switch off and jump onto my bed quickly getting under the covers. I look over at the door and it opens slightly with the light from the halls still on. I turn back over to the wall and close my eyes focusing on sleeping. Eventually, everything feels fuzzy; it's a signal for me that I'm about to sleep. Then I fell into a deep sleep.