We all quietly walked around, making sure not to alert Fred that we were, yanno, walking around in his head. If he wasn't long past dead, he'd be having a killer migraine. In the corner of my eye, I noticed somethings. I noticed how Jon awkwardly edged away from the walls covered in a fluid, wanting to clearly leave. I also noticed how Alex leaned in closer to everything, wanting to absorb all the information he could. They were both so different, yet I couldn't picture two people more perfect for each other. Lost in thought, I walked around aimlessly. That's when my combat boot stepped on something carefully embedded into the floor, but a tiny bit was showing. My curiosity getting the best of me, a knelt down, apologized to my hands, and shoved them in to the liquid, trying to get out whatever was so cleverly hidden.
After a few minutes of unforgiving hot mushy slime, I finally was able to pull out a tiny trunk. I motioned for Jon and Alex to walk over, then indicated with my disgusting hands. Alex tried shaking the golden lock that rested upon the trunk, but no luck. I gave it a few kicks, but it wouldn't budge. Finally, we turned to Jon, silently asking him to open it. He closed his eyes and concentrated, but nothing happened. With a quick idea, I placed Alex's hand on Jon's shoulder, causing Jon to start and the lock to burst open. Jon glared at me and Alex kept turning from his hand to Jon, probably wondering if he had super powers.
Idiot.
I gently opened the box, and the holograms(memories) floated out. We were quickly flipping through the memories trying to find what we wanted. Suddenly, we heard Jon let out a little gasp, his finger hovering over a memory.
He found it.
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The Golden Eye
Misteri / ThrillerJonathan Wilter is another bump in his family generation. His strange golden eyes have set him apart from others his whole life. That is, except for Alex Canofort. He's the only person Jon trusts. However, as Jonathan finds himself falling dangerous...
