Al's POV
After I cleaned brothers hand and all the glass he seemed pretty tired and fell back asleep.
What happened to him? What did he see? He never broke a mirror before.
I sighed and later back in the bed looking at the ceiling.
I glanced at brother every once in awhile who was a little squirmy.
Maybe I should wake him again?...
No, leave him be.
I sighed and looked back at the ceiling waiting for morning to come quickly.
As morning hit I stood up and looked out the window, a robin flying onto my shoulder.
"Hi birdy" I said feeling happy.
It looked around frantically and flew off.
I chuckled "bye bird"
I heard brother groan and looked over at him to see him awake.
"Morning brother"
"Morning..." He said tiredly sitting up.
"Is your hand ok?" I asked a bit worried.
He nodded and sat at the edge of the bed his hair had fallen out of the braid hanging loosely on his back.
I walked over to his bed and sat next to him.
"What are we doing today brother?" I looked at him.
"I have to see what that Colonel bastard wants me to do since he's the reason we're here in the first place" he told me grabbing his coat, boats and pants standing up.
"He didn't tell you why you had to come here?" I asked curiously.
He shook his head no.
"That's not right" I told him looking at him.
"Tell me about it" he sounded annoyed
I chuckled "well you gotta do your job"
He groaned and checked his pant pockets.
"Where's my watch?" He asked looking for it frantically.
I looked on the floor and grabbed it.
"You must've thrown it off when you kicked your jeans off brother" I handed it to him.
He took it. "I guess"
He walked into the bathroom and closed it behind him.
I sighed and went back on the other bed waiting for him to get ready.
Once he came out I got up and we left.
This day is gonna be fun.
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The Nightmares
AçãoIt all started with dreams. Than dreams turned into nightmares. Than nightmares turned into uncontrollable actions someone would want to die for doing. Will anyone help him? Will anyone find out who's doing this?