Chapter 8 - Something happened to Isaac

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The girl opened the door to yours and Patrick's room and pushed him in.
She slammed the door shut behind her.
Patrick stumbled to the bed and let himself fall on it.
You entered the room shortly after and saw Patrick lying on his back.
You crawled into bed next to him. His eyes were closed but you could see that he wasn't sleeping.
You placed a hand on his cheek and moved his hair out of his face.

"Patrick, are you okay?" You asked, worried.
"I don't know" He mumbled so quietly that you almost didn't hear him.
You took him in a hug and buried your face in the crook of his neck, tears starting to form in your eyes.
He hugged you back and held you as tight he could with what little energy he had left.
You didn't ask him any more questions and let him fall asleep, and before you knew it, you did as well.

After a few hours, Patrick was woken up by the headset in his ear.
He jumped at the sound of it and woke you up.
He brought his hand to his ear.

"What's going on?" You inquired.
"The headset," He replied, annoyed by the slight but irritating noise in his ear.
"The headset?" You repeated, your eyebrows furrowing together in confusion.
"Yeah, they put a headset in my ear."
"Who?"
"The Fray."
"Okay, I-I don't understand. Can you explain what's happening to me, please?" You told him.
"This morning..." He started to say when his words turned into groans, the ringing in his ear becoming violent, "When the girls took us away, I-I was kidnapped by The Fray."
"Again?" You asked, talking about the fact that he had been kidnapped.
"Yeah, and...they want me to help them," He sighed.
"Help them with what?"
"Stop the girls from what they're doing." He looked up at you.

Finnally, a voice spoke in the headset and the ringing stopped.
"Patrick. Patrick, can you hear me?" The voice sounded anxious.
"Yeah, yeah. But stop yelling, please," He looked down at his lap.
"Sorry. It's Joe." The voice said.
"Who are you talking to?" You asked.
He didn't reply to you.
"Something happened to Isaac. The girls...they found him."
"What?" Patrick stood up, putting a hand on his ear so he could hear Joe clearly.
"Yeah. This morning, when he was on his way back to us, I was talking to him when I heard a girl's voice, after that, I heard nothing. You need to go and check to see if he's with you in the hospital."
"The hospital? We're in an hospital?"
"Yes, an abandoned hospital. Now go on. Go find him." He said, ending the call.

You stood up and went over to him.
"What was that?"
"They found Isaac," He muttered as he ran his hand through his hair. "I need to help those guys. For them, but also for us. I want to leave this place, Y/N." He looked you in the eyes and took your hands in his. "Do you want to help me?"
Without hesitation, you replied, "If it'll get us out of here, yes."

You left the room with Patrick and went to Pete's room.
Patrick knocked on the door and within seconds, it swung in to reveal Pete.
"Hey man, you okay?" He placed a hand on Patrick's shoulder.
"Yes. I need your help."
"Alright. How can I help you?"
"We need to find a guy. His name's Isaac. He is tall, like really tall," He chuckled "And he's bald. He knows a lot about this place and can get us out of here."
"Okay, let's go find Joe and Andy so they can help us too."

On the way to Joe and Andy's room, Patrick explained to Pete what happened in the morning and, when the guitarist and drummer finally joined you, he told everything to them too.
You arrived in the now empty cafeteria, which you assumed was in the heart of the hospital due to the amount of doors that opened to the corridors.
You ventured to the center of the room.

"Okay, um, I think...I think we need to go separate ways." Patrick said, turning on his heels as he weighed all the possibilities.
"Okay, I'll start there," Pete retorted, pointing in front of him, which was your right.
"I'll go there," Joe announced, motioning to the door behind him.
"I'll go with him," Andy added.
"Y/N, you're with me?" Patrick asked.
"Yes, I don't want to leave you."
He smiled and took your hand.
"We'll go this way, guys," He remarked, turning to the door behind you.
They all nodded their heads and went their separate ways.
Patrick looked at you and kissed you on the cheek. "Let's go."

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