I Will Save Us All REWRITTEN - Novel edition

Season 1- Chapter 3

Bloom wasn't usually thinking as often as he is. The sudden change in Divided's behavior still caused curiosity to escape out of his body language and movements. Divided would usually be a lot more relieved; he makes quiet moments awkward or funny, or tends to be the caretaker of the chaotic friend group.
Now, Divided is awkward himself; he doesn't know where to go all the time, too polite than he is, makes out apologies for things that aren't even his fault. Divided is almost behaving like a lost child in a busy crowd; he cant find answers for his own questions, gets scared of his own shadow, and is afraid of anything that he sees like a pathetic soul that tends their own wounds, just to worsen their own scars instead.

But Dyso is a completely different story. Dyso is always annoying on purpose, teases everyone and never says never to food or chaos. But for some reason, Dyso is a lot more different than ever since yesterday; Dyso is a huge, tall, polite gentleman. Fyso is always on Bloom's side or anybody's. Dyso always has that bright caring smile every time Bloom looks into his eye. Bloom noticed this specific change too. Why was he so tall all of a sudden? He's almost taller than his fridge! The sudden height sprout is so random, Bloom keeps forgetting to ask how and why it happened? But the kind demeanor is so intoxicating... It's like every time his voice talks, it's like he would say something like "I was so worried! you didn't answer my message and i thought something happened. but i am also glad you're okay now!" This behavior keeps reminding Bloom as if Dyso is a mother that loves her child, or one thought that stuck to him for as long as he could remember was Dyso being an obsessive freak. somebody that would use subterfuge to gain something from the other, and from all of the missing people in the town, it's obvious, but it's hard to realize why, or how, which makes an obvious lie difficult to solve.

Before Bloom could think any more and find out what's wrong he heard a mysterious, gentle knock, it wasn't as eerie and nerve racking like Dyso's, it was careful, ahd comforting. Bloom approached the door to open it.

Dylan was contemplating if Bloom was in his house. Dylan informed Drake that he will come over to gain more information about Bloom and his weaknesses, but in reality, he just wanted to get rid of this feeling of anxiety. Dylan didn't care about Bloom, but cared about how long he has to live before he pulls another stunt, and possibly risks his life. Dylan has a certain fenemie-type of bond to Drake. In reality, Dyaln was using Drake to get stronger, and may be more confident with himself. The problem with this is that Drake is a much more powerful alternative than Dylan. Dylan doesn't know himself of how strong he is, but he heard lots of rumors about the crimes and power has achieved in the past, and this makes Dylan even more cautious. If the rumors are true, then Dylan's biggest question is why did Drake even throw all of the respect and power he had away for?
Dylan sighs, looking at the door with wide eyes, his hands shaking as he raises his palm, forming it into a fist before knocking again, and again, and again, before jumping back from the shiver of adrenaline running down his spine, and raising pressure to his head, breathing heavily as he looks down for his hand, watching his palm rattle and tremble, the adrenaline kicking his hands back and forth aggressively in anxiety, until he stops, freezing. He quickly snaps his head up to watch the handle turn, and sees a short, bleached cat-feline. A nervous smile jumped across Dylan's face, quickly throwing his arms behind his back, as he says, raising his head to give a small wave. His voice trembled from the adrenaline as he looked at Bloom with wild eyes.
"Hey B-Bloom!-"