A couple months had passed after Colby Brock died. Tragic, it really was.
You and Sam laid in bed as you caressed his back. You felt horrible, Sam hadn't gotten out of bed to do anything ever since the incident. Maybe a shower here and there, but he refused to continue to post on the Sam and Colby channel.
The room was silent as you continued to think of ways to get Sam out of the house. Then, a memory came back to you.
"Sam." You spoke, sitting up as he looked at you.
He didn't answer but you continued to talk anyways.
"Do you remember what Colby told you and I before he died?." I asked softly. His eyebrows furrowed and began to speak.
"I don't want to talk about this shit y/n. Not right now at least." He replied.
I shook my head and began to speak again. "He said that when he died, to look for him."
Sam freezes and his face softens. "I know." He sighs, "But what if we can't find him."
I shake my head at him and grab his hands with mine. "We will Sam. If anything, he's probably found us already." Sam smiles at me softly before sitting up. "Let's go then."
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