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38: FINAL MOMENTS

The only issue, is that Skylar is heading into the later stages of cytozine withdrawal, and is also not the smartest person on the planet. Especially when it comes to people, no doubt he'll end up digging them a deeper hole.

Still, Skylar needs to think of something. Fast, or Crimson will do as he just promised. Finish the job.

"Uh, now is really not a good time."

Yeah, that was not the right thing to say.

Crimson's face twists in anger, but thankfully, he does drop Samantha. She stumbles a bit when she hits the ground, but immediately sprints off in the direction of the stairs. Skylar is thankful that at least she's safe, though he himself is probably a different story. Crimson's face has already contorted further into anger, eyebrows furrowed and lips pulled back in a sneer.

"You," Crimson begins, taking a step forward, knife at the ready. Skylar gulps, taking one back. This results in him entering the hallway, and he finds himself really resenting the fact that Ash's penthouse is the only fucking occupied place in the short hallway. There's one other door, but Ash said nobody's lived there in years.

Skylar's completely on his own.

"Have never taken me seriously, but I'm about to fucking change that."

Crimson's eyes are melting off his face again. Skylar sighs. He's way too tired for this, withdrawal is fucking exhausting. He's getting better at ignoring the hallucinations, but that's because they've been pretty tame. This is due to the fact that he's had company and support, but he's lost that.

Therefore, it's about to get a lot worse, and he's really not looking forward to it. Despite the fact that his life is being threatened, he's having a hard time caring about the situation. Honestly, he's just glad Crimson released Samantha. She was Skylar's priority, so now he really just needs to figure out a way to get away from Crimson.

Except, the building staircase doesn't go up here. All he has is an elevator, and there's no way the doors would close in time. Skylar has no way out, but it's not like Crimson can actually kidnap him again. For one, he has no help. Also, there would be way too many witnesses—he'd have to go by the front desk for god's sake, which is always occupied.

Skylar realizes then that Crimson is now walking towards him, slowly. Skylar gulps.

"What're you gonna do?"

"What am I gonna do?" Crimson asks him, laughing humorlessly. He honestly looks kind of deranged, as if he wasn't already scary enough. Seriously, he looks all fucked up, and Skylar's withdrawal has made him considerably weaker than he normally would be. This situation is honestly pretty hopeless, since he can't actually defend himself all that well.

"I'm gonna enjoy this, that's what I'm gonna do, and I'm gonna take my time since I know he's not coming back for a while." His voice is low and venomous, and Skylar gulps.