Oooh, an update.
Zoe POV:
"We still haven't gotten a response yet?" Mike was scrolling through his phone, seeing if there were any possible texts he had missed from Trixie.
"She's gone, Mike," I looked down, "We have to assume the worse."
Ben hadn't talked this whole conversation. Come to think of it, he hadn't talked much this entire month either. Ever since Erica got kidnapped, he's been quieter than usual. And now that Trixie's gone too...
"Truth or dare, Zoe?" It was the first time I had heard Ben speak in a week.
I looked up at him. His eyes were red from crying and his voice cracked from underuse, but he managed to look up and make a slight grin, "Truth or dare?"
I don't know how my smile looked, but it was probably a cross between happy, sad and mischievous, "Dare."
"Well," Ben returned the mischievous smile, "I could use some good news."
"And..." I waited for him to press forward.
"I dare you to look outside the window."
I got up and Mike followed, curious about what could be outside. I heard a pair of feet walking towards the door, as well as another pair of feet that were limping. Knowing who it was, I opened the door.
Trixie Hale had outdone herself.
tImE sKiP cUz I'm LaZy
Ben POV:
Originally, Zoe had asked Trixie Hale to take pictures of the place where Erica's phone had been pinpointed. Not only had she done that, but she also rescued Erica, and most importantly, found out the name of the organization behind this.
"They call themselves 'The Dreamers'," Trixie informed us, "Their mission is to bring peace, but they're going to bring peace by causing mass destruction and death."
"Seems like a cheery folk," Mike joked, trying to lighten the mood.
He found that even injured, Erica can cause severe damage to one's body.
"They are led by someone designated, 'The Dreamer'," Trixie finished.
I recognized that name. Erica, Zoe and I exchanged a worried glance.
"Agent Neil Jackson," Erica winced, putting ice on her ribs, "was nicknamed 'The Dreamer' by our one and only Zoe a while back."
"He has the revival script," I added on, "and I don't think he's going to be very nice when using it."
"He's going to revive all of our dead enemies," Mike finished explaining to Trixie.
Trixie sighed like we were young and had a lot of work to do.
She looked at the door, then slightly turned her head towards us. "That's why we're going to steal the revival script.
Sorry for the bad updates, but it's like 3:00 AM and I'm tired.
I'm gonna go to sleep.
