Rhetts POV
Mickey had been in the bathroom for a long time now, we all started getting worried. Was she okay? Me and Link went to knock on the door.
" Mickey? Are you okay? " I said and put my ear against the door. No answer.
" Mickey, it's just me and Rhett? What's going on? " Link asked. Still no answer.
" Are you even in there? " I asked. Still no answer.
" Rhett, I don't know if she's even there. " Link said.
We started pushing on the door, it didn't open. I gave it all I had and it opened. The lock was broke, but the door was fine.
" Mickey?! Are you here?! " Link shouted.
There was no one other than us in there. Mickey was gone. I noticed the window being wide open.
" Link, look. The window. " I said.
" You think she ran away? " Link said.
" Maybe, something must be wrong. "
Link looked at me.
" Rhett, I guess it's my time to ask. Do you have something in your eye? "
I quickly turned around and looked myself in the mirror. My eyes were changing color. I looked back at Link, his eyes were doing it to.
" Dude, you okay? " He asked as I was staring into his eyes.
" Nope, and neither are you. " I said.
" What are you talking about? " Link asked.
" Your eyes " I slowly said.
Link turned around and looked himself in the mirror to.
" Mickey said we were in the high risk zone. Maybe this is stage one. " I nervously said.
" Rhett, I think we need to run. Fast. "
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