431 days A.D.
Three days of waiting and not knowing.
Three days.
Kane Kingsley from the Sim haunts my dreams every night. It's always the same - I see his ruined face, he smiles, and then speaks in his cold, emotionless voice. You're expendible. They're not coming back.
I'm not expendible. They're coming back. I repeat it to myself until it's drilled into my subconscious. I won't let Kane Kingsley waver me.
Finally, when I'm sipping tea while aimlessly watching reruns on Golf Channel, I hear Aaron's bike pull up. I rush outside, eager to meet them, hoping that everything is alright.
But it's not.
Aaron's cheek is swollen. He has various cuts and bruises all over, but that isn't the only sign that something is wrong. He gives me a hug, saying how much he missed me. The hollowness in his eyes don't go unnoticed.
And as our midnight blue Porsche Turbo pulls up before I can ask Aaron anything, I count heads, heart beating rapidly.
Four. Four boys pile out of the car, two of them are faces that I have never seen before.
I turn to Aaron. "Where's Red?"
He doesn't answer me. I start to panic.
"Aaron, where's Red?" I demand. "Where the fuck is Red?"
He brings a hand to a small leather pouch around his neck. I have never seen him wear it before. The way he touches, I realize that he does it in the same way like when I touch Isa's necklace. Longing, regret, pain.
It is then that it hits me. Red, the stealthiest of us all, is gone. Like Brooke, like Levi, like Brian, like Isa.
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