ENDLESS

S1 Chapter 26

Logan's POV

I could feel my body inflicted with wounds being thrown into a coffin. The coffin began moving quickly into another room. 

The scent of the room trailed of blood. 

Finally deciding to open my eyes, my vision was hazy and shaky. I peered to see Alizia and she stopped pushing the coffin. The pain was beginning to numb my senses, the sense to touch, taste, and smell.

My eyelids drooped down; not being able to keep them open any longer. 

''Alizia.'' A deep voice, sounding brutal and rough, called out.

I could hear footsteps getting closer and closer. I didn't bother opening my eyes, I can't even move out of the coffin to see who it is. The attempt of doing so would be useless.

''Do you have any more orders, sir?''

''Actually, yes I do. Once you ship him to Hell, I would you like to do the same with the others. However, I want you to bring Aria to me.''

What?! I need to get out of here, and now. But I can't.. the pain is numbing my whole body. 

Will this be the end of me and everyone else?

''Wait.. change of plans. Don't ship him to Hell yet. There's a long line for people that need to be shipped there. I'll get the other workers to get them out of the way.'' 

''Yes, sir.'' Alizia's medium-low voice responded politely. I could hear footsteps walking away before the lid of the coffin shut closed. 

The only sounds that reached my ears now were my own breathing and the pounding beat of my heart.

Is this how our story will end? We can't do anything in this situation. We're fucked. I know that I said otherwise before, but can we really get out of the mess we were brought into?

The outcome of this.. the bitter end that will come.. feels like it's being pushed right into my hands now..

I drifted off into the deep abyss called sleep, the pain that I'm feeling slowly becoming even more unbearable.

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Nate's POV

Bridget slept in my arms, not making a single sound. She had dry tears on her face due to her crying earlier.

Aria stayed sitting in the corner of the cell, her arms folded and her eyes fixated on the ground. She looked deep into thought. 

I stroked Bridget's golden hair, peering down at her sleeping face. 

We need to get out of here. We have to save ourselves.

But.. there's nothing we can do. At least, not until our powers come back. Which won't be happening any time soon. The process is a long one.

Even so. We have to get out of here. This can't be the end. I still have a lot ahead of me. I still have a lot I want to do.