How To Save Rock And Roll

Chapter 29 - You have to trust me

"And, who are you?" Dave asked, his eyebrows knit together as he tried to look the person in the eyes.

The man took off his hood. "I'm Andy Hurley. Long story short, I'm with who you know but not really. I found Patrick and Joe in an hotel room last night. They're in my apartment, resting," He explained. He looked at the man behind the counter then took a few bills out of his pocket and put them down, paying for Isaac and himself. He placed a hand on his back and hurried them out of the small shop.

"Why should we trust you?" Ben questioned skeptically.

"I don't know, man," He replied, shrugging his shoulders, "I mean, why would I lie to you? I just bought what fixed Joe's leg. Brendon stabbed him," He shared, showing the three boxes in his hands, "You really have to trust me, okay? Together, we can stop the Syndicate."

The three men looked at each other for a few seconds before looking back at Andy. "Okay," Isaac said.

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"Look who I found," Andy exclaimed as he entered his small apartment, which was actually a hotel suite in the suburbs of New York. There were only three rooms, a bathroom and two bedrooms, one was connected to the kitchen and served as a living room.

"Make yourself at home. I'm gonna help Joe," He declared and escaped to the bedroom, closing the door behind him.

The three men walked in the living room where Patrick was sitting on the edge of the sofa-bed, a mug in his hands. He looked up at them and his face lit up with a mix of relief and happiness. He put the the mug on the coffee table in front of him and stood up to hug his friends, "Oh my god, guys. I'm so happy you're here," He mumbled in Isaac's embrace. He stepped back and his eyebrows knit together in confusion. "Where are Joe and Y/N?"

"Still in Chicago. Joe thought it was too dangerous. And Y/N, well, she was unconscious when we left," Ben replied, scratching the back of his neck.

"She was what?" Patrick inquired.

"We had a little accident, but she's okay, don't worry," Isaac reassured him.

Patrick looked down and sighed. "Okay."

Suddenly, a loud scream came out from the bedroom, belonging to Joe. The guys walked in the room to find Andy kneeling next to Joe, who was lying on the bed in his boxers.

"What's going on in here?" Ben asked.

"He's torturing me!" Joe replied, breathless and gritting his teeth.

"I am not," Andy retorted, applying a piece of damp tissue on the wound, "He didn't miss you," He muttered under his breath.

"Well of course, he did it on purpose, this bastard," Joe shouted back.

"Calm down ,okay? I have to stitch it now." He took the needle and the suture threads out of the box and started closing the wound. Joe laid back down on his back, taking the pillow next to him and putting it over his head to muffle his next scream."Come on, it's not that bad." Andy chuckled.

"I'd like to see you in this position. I bet you'd do the same as me!" He replied, his voice still muffled by the pillow

"So, what about the Syndicate?" Ben inquired once Andy was done, "Got a plan?"

"I've heard Pete mention a room. I don't remember which one but apparently, there are the machines and all the stuff that control the chips in the guards and everybody else in it. We need to find it," He explained, "Once we stop them, everybody will go back to normal. No more Syndicate and the music will be back."

"You said, 'everybody else'?" Ben said, confused.

"The government, the police and even random people. They took them just so they'll follow the Syndicate's rules. I almost got one," He replied.

Ben nodded his head in understanding.

"611," Patrick spoke up, looking into space.

"What?" Isaac asked, looking at him in confusion like the others.

"The room, it's the 611," He elaborated, glancing up at them from his place on a chair in front of the bed.

"It's on the sixth floor of Twin Skeleton's, but, how do you know that?" Andy asked, still confused.

"I saw a door with that number in one of my dreams, well, nightmares. All the things I saw in those nightmares are linked to the Syndicate so far. So I just guessed it was the room you were talking about," He explained, playing with his hands nervously.

"We can try this room. So tonight, we go to Twin Skeleton's, you guys will wear ski masks so they won't recognize you. Then we'll go to the sixth floor and stop everything." He told the five men standing around him. He looked down at his feet and breathed out. "It shouldn't be difficult."