The Warm Storm [A LOOPY X ZANY FANFICTION]

Chapter 3 - Loopy's POV

1am. It was difficult to barge past the sharp branches in the echoing night and my exhaustion was fulfilling my weakness: giving up.

But I knew I had to continue; for Zany's sake. The thoughts of his torture unleashed my anger and kept me going. The words "HE'S GONE" continued to stay on top of my mind as the rain pattered onto it.

I had soon stopped to a halt, staring at a suspicious pair of car tire tracks on the road. I wasn't positive, but the tracks made me sense that my friend was in its direction, just like in those cliched movies.

Minutes after the thought, I felt my bare and frozen legs race the lucky path.

I'm sorry, Zany...