Black Image [SCOLLACE] (I'M BACK I SWEAR!!!)

|CHAPTER 5|

Scott found his way to the swings at the exact location he and Ramona had their first date at. He felt as if that was a life time ago, but it also felt so close. One minute he slept with the girl of his dreams, now he was grieving.  The memory felt vague though.

He sat on a swing and looked up at the clear sky, the sun shining so brightly on a cold body. Scott thought for almost an hour about how'd he ever find Ramona. He knew that she wanted to disappear and start fresh, but he hated that she did it on such short notice. Not even a warning or a sign. That also got Scott thinking, why'd she want to go? Was he all that bad?

"No, Scott. It's not your fault," He told himself, though he felt as if he just lied to the most important person in the world. Scott looked around his surroundings for fun till he spotted something in the distance. A door with a star on it.

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Wallace was going through all the random stuff place on the ground. A guitar pick (most obviously belonging to Scott), a random piece from a chess game (where did that come from?), dirty clothes (consists of both Wallace and Scott's), and a water bottle cap. He picked up almost everything before he felt his pocket vibrate. Wallace fished out his phone and saw someone was calling him. The moment he saw the name of the caller, he groaned. Ever since Scott was able to get a phone, he'd been calling Wallace for every minor convince.

So, Wallace hesitantly picked up. At first, nothing was heard before he heard screaming.

"WALLACE! WALLACE?!" Scott yelled through. "Guy, I told you to stop calling me because of-!" Wallace began. "NONONO. I NEED HELP," Scott screamed. Wallace then heard a huge thump from the other line. That was enough to convince him that it was an actual emergency. "What happened?" Wallace asked. "KINDA A LONG STORY BUT IM KINDA STUCK IN MY OWN SUBSPACE HIGHWAY-" Scott shouted. "Imma need you to stop right there!" Wallace told him. "Subspace highway?!"

"YEAH. OH RIGHT, THEY DONT TEACH US THAT. GIVE ME A MINUTE TO EXPLAIN!" Scott huffed. "What the fuck is a subspace highway!" Wallace yelled. Suddenly, he heard the sound of the phone being hung up on. That wasn't good.

"Screw it," Wallace thought. He ran to the hangers and shuffled on his coat. He grabbed his keys and zoomed out the door. Unless he saw a random Scott running down the sidewalk, Wallace had no clue where to look.

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He had strolled down the streets for ten minutes, and yet he could not find Scott anywhere. Scott had not called Wallace back either. "Why does Scott always have to get into some kind of trouble?" Wallace mumbled to himself, not wanting to go down the path of dumb things he wished he could persuade Scott NOT to do. Then he started thinking. Was something chasing him? Scott sounded out of breath while talking and there was a big thumping sound, that could explain it.

Wallace's hands cupped around the closed phone, which was convenient because it soon rung again. As soon as Wallace felt the ringing, he flipped it open to see Scott calling again. Immediately, he answered. "Scott?!" Wallace asked. "Sorry about that!" Scott said, sounding a bit more calmer, but still yelling. "Where are you?"

"My subspace highway, surprisingly," Scott mumbled at the last part. "Scott. WHAT THE HELL IS A SUBSPACE HIGHWAY?!" Wallace yelled. "OKAY OKAY, I FORGET TO TELL YOU," Scott began. "It's a short transit??" Scott tried to explain. "What?" Wallace tilted. "Uhhhh, like, a way to achieve fast transportation. Like a subway, but definitely faster," he rephrased. "Oh. Everyone has one?" Wallace guessed. "Not exactly," Scott told him, still out of breath, but running at the same time. "Then how the fuck did you get one?" Wallace asked.

Again, Wallace heard a big pop from Scott's end. "Well, it so conveniently runs through my head, but there is mind subspace that are tied to everyone!" Scott explained. "Okay..." Wallace said suspiciously. "So you technically have two subspace's?" Wallace mumbled. "Kind of?? I REALLY DONT KNOW JUST PLEASE GET ME OUT OF HERE!" Scott yelled.

"Back up there. Can I even find it?" Wallace asked. "Yeah! Ummm, are you near the park?" Scott said. Wallace looked over to see himself far way from the park Scott was most likely talking about. "No..." he quietly told him. "Shoot. Where are you at?" Scott questioned. "The bud stop near home, I guess," Wallace groaned. "Okay, uh, go near the phone booth and near the building next to there," Scott instructed. "What are you?! The instructions in a Lego box?!" Wallace laughed. "WHATEVER, JUST DO IT," Scott grumbled, obviously getting flustered.

Wallace obeyed and walked to a phone booth next to a building, but unfortunately Scott never specified what phone booth and what building. "I think this is it," Wallace told Scott. "Now, there should be a door with a star on it," Scott said. "A..." Wallace began.

He saw the exact door Scott was talking about. "Okay, what now?" Wallace asked.

"Go in,"