Nicky has gotten out of the basement, got his friends and family back, but something is still out of place. He's having continuous flashbacks, nightmares, and thoughts that are unwanted in his head. Will his friends and family finally listen to him...
"Mr. and Mrs. Roth," Officer Keith. My parents sure don't look happy to se him. Even with the missing posters incident, they still aren't fond of him. Officer Keith glances down at me, giving me a grin. "Nicholas Roth. The troublemaker."
I take a few steps back out of fear. Mom grabs my wrist, her face getting heavily irritated. "You said you wanted to interrogate our son about something. That happened two months ago?" Mom says, her voice shaking. She pinches my wrist tighter, to the point where it hurts.
"Mom," I say.
She doesn't answer.
"Mom."
"What Nicholas?"
I start getting scared again from her tone, twitching when she snaps. I look her in the eye, signaling that I didn't like the way she spoke. "You're hurting my wrist," I say. She firmly lets go, turning back to the desk.
"Right this way, Ma'am," says Officer Keith. Mom glares at the back of his head, while we follow from behind. We are taking to a hallway, where I am met with four faces I recognize again. One of them being Mr. Esposito.
"What are you guys doing here?" I ask. I observe their worried faces, mostly tired faces, being exhausted for sitting in those seemingly uncomfortable chairs.
"They called us in here too, for some reason," Maritza says, rolling her eyes.
"But you guys had nothing to do with this. None of you did," I defend. We may have been mad at each other before, but they're still my friends, and I'm not letting them be dragged into this too. No matter what.
"Right in here, young man," directs Officer Keith. I'm led to a small room, with a flickering light above a pale-colored table. I wobble my way over, taking a seat. I turn back to Mom and Dad, who are stopped by Officer Keith.
"What do you mean we can't stay in here with him?" Mom objects.
"I'm sorry Ma'am, but it just has to be me and him. There's a window right there that you can look through."
"Nicholas, look at me." I look.
"Just... try to stay calm. Tell the truth and you will be fine, okay," Mom says. I don't answer, but only staring with the exact same expression across my face. Officer Keith hurries them out, leaving only us two in the same room. I walks over to the chair in front of me, pulling out a large bag. He pulls out a pile of tapes. VHS Tapes. They found them.
"We found these in the old Golden Apple Factory. Do you know what are on these," He says. I start internally panicking, mostly staring at the video cassettes on the table.
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"D-Don't watch those," I say, sounding more like a command. "You don't want to see those. I promise."
"So, what's on them, Mr. Roth?" he asks again. I gaze back to the window, seeing the faces of Trinity, Enzo, Mom, Dad, and Maritza staring at me through the glass. I almost lose focus, until Officer Keith snaps his fingers to draw my attention. "You have seen them, right?"
