Arcane

17

"What a nice day to be alive" I mumbled looking at the ceiling. The ethereal feeling of being able to-

'AH BITCH THATS HURTING"
I screamed at Nova, totally in need of serious medical help as he continued to act like a doctor.

"You are literally half dead right now and trust me I am not okay with you being poetic. At all." He exclaimed with the same energy.

I mean yeah I am in bed. Half dead.

Well you maybe wondering why I am half dead and all.

Nothing serious it is just that I may mistakenly (obviously) have triggered a guy assuming him for being the almighty Vile boss.

And I mean it when I say 'vile' boss.

Well what happened was-

"Hey Nova, roll the flashback"

"Halcyon, seriously? Stop talking to yourself"

Few hours back

"Come on Hank we got to hunt some cats " Typical day for a mouse i'd say.

I try to find Luke before he yet again tries to self harm. Trust me when I say having hamster as a pet is NOT a good choice.

He's 24/7 on verge of death. Last time I tried to find him he was in pool of blood.

No it wasn't his. Nor mine either-

Anyways, I open my drawer and yes there he is choking on my favourite pencil. This guy has got some serious kinks.

I frowned when I noticed he's not acting as usual and seems a bit- irritated? Now this does not look like something I would like.

"Hey Hank what's wrong?" He seems to be looking around as if searching something.

I tried to calm him for sometime. With light fingers tried to help. The clock ticked as the pace of my fingers followed it.

Then as I felt he was normal, I snapped in front of him. This is a trick that I use. Everytime I snap he gives me a hint of something unusual.

Mostly presence of someone or something.

Moving abruptly I noticed him going back to the drawer he was in. The pencil he was well- uh chocking on to be specific.

The blue colored pencil.

But what does it have to do with him being so triggered?
What is that triggers him?
It can be strong scents, runny nose, dust absolutely anything.

I guess all I can do is guess for now.

Cleaning my desk, bed, handles and everything before leaving the house wearing gloves and locking it.

Reminds me I have to check on the knife in my fridge. Well ice popsicle as well.

Settling Hank in my hood I hopelessly roam around to find another person to take my anger out on.