.Number 11.

Psychosis

The boy, killua or not, intrigued Gon. Why was he at Killua's grave? 

It didn't matter really. Gon just thought about how he might be interesting to fight since they looked the same age and he was quite excited at the idea that maybe, if he was lucky, Hisoka would fight him under the conditions no nen allowed.

Now ,however, Gon had a new addition following him around and only God knows how much hell killua would put him through if alluka got hurt. 

Who cares?

Gon was obviously gonna fight shit anyway.

The room was desolate and cold and frankly incredibly boring. Gon had been silent for the past half hour trying to think of what more to do. He may be able to get Alluka out but that would be hard. He wouldn't be able to leave though. Only if the phantom Troup suddenly had a moment of realization and decided to let Gon go. Not likely.

The boy in the corner looked at him blanky with those cold dark eyes and gon twitched a bit and his hands rubbed along the rope tying his limbs together. 

Gon began to frown. This was tough.

He stared at the walls, chipped and cracked with pieces of moss peeking through.

He stared at the windows, the stained glass giving of an ethereal atmosphere.

He stared at the dust, visible in the strays of sunlight pouring down in elegant cascades from the ceiling but also just making everything look dingy.

The finally, he stared at the door. A boy with white hair walked in and bobbed up and down as he strode across the room towards Gon.

Gon beamed and was shocked at how no one had noticed the door had opened. Some criminal masterminds they are.

"KILLUA" He said, chuffed.

The boy in the back flinched. Hisoka raised an eyebrow and alluka yet again began to sob. huh.

weird.

_end of chapter_

if no one is aware of what psychosis is it's and awful mental illness that makes you halucinate