~*~
Gavin lied underneath the hole he and his friend had fallen into, his thoughts on Ryan's words as the stars slowly turned over his head. It wasn't a joke anymore. Ryan was mad. Completely crazy. He had to be. And how did he get in Fall-Back? There were only two chairs made for the trial.
Gavin heard Michael shift in his sleep and give a whine of pain, breaking his thoughts. He gave a worried sigh before sitting up to look through the bags. Maybe there was a potion.. Something, anything to make Michael in less pain. He hoped it would be better by morning, like how his wound healed, so that his sleeping cries wouldn't be in vain.
He knew fully well what was in the bag. He'd only looked through it several times while Michael whimpered and whined and groaned in his sleep, each noise bringing new panic into the brit's system. He had avoided the egg as best he could, but he ended up tucking it into his pocket for safe keeping.
He took his mind off of the injured red-head by checking the surroundings. There were trees which he half expected to be withered from how little sunlight actually fell into the space. There were several oaks that brushed the slopes of the Alter and small amounts of both spruce and normal oak. Since they were stuck here until morning, he decided to scavenge for apple on the trees.
He found about four or five ripe ones, carrying them in his arms as he brought them back to an awoken Michael.
"Morning Micool." Gavin smiled weakly, tired from staying up all night. He couldn't have slept even if he tried, though.
Michael was sat up, but slumped over and silent, his gaze fixated on the space in front of him. His eyes were glazed over, looking almost lifeless.
"Micool?" Gavin set the apples down by their bags before approaching Michael. He wasn't blinking. He wasn't breathing.
Gavin reached out to shake Michael's shoulder, his hand shaking now.
"Mic-" His voice broke into a squeak as Michael's flesh and clothes began melting where he was touched, and the melting accelerated, rippling out like water. His friend was disappearing, being replaced by a mass of muscle and bone. That's when he moved.
The grotesque skeleton stared at Gavin with Michael's mocha brown eyes. The brit wanted to run, to scream. But he found he couldn't move.
"You're an idiot. I never loved you. I will never love you."
The skeleton grinned disturbingly as Gavin heard the distinct hissing of a creeper.. No, several creepers. He had found himself turning quickly to see how many.
There had to be over twenty creepers heading toward him.
No chance of escape or survival.
Gavin shut his eyes tightly, his fists clenched at his sides as he braced himself.
The first explosion knocked him over.
"Get up! We're too close!"
Michael's voice made his eyes fly open.
Explosions were firing behind him. Achievement City was flying over him in shards.
Gavin looked down at his legs that were trapped. There was a man gripping on his legs, an unearthly grin on his face with white eyes staring and blank.
Herobrine.
Gavin was yanked forward as Michael pulled Gavin away; Herobrine let go of his legs.
Everything changed again
Ryan was in Achievement City, looking amazed with everything.
"Wow, Geoff.. This is unbelievable. Hands down number one game."
