Funneh's POV
I groaned as I woke up. My chest squeezed a little, but I ignored it. "Funneh, Jonathan is picking you up today at 9:30. Now, for three weeks starting today, I want you to take this pill once a day." Jonathan... I tried to remember who he was. Alec, right. I nodded blankly. The doctor smiled and stood up to leave the room. "Until then, rest. Tell us if anything hurts." Should I tell him about the chest squeeze? I decided not to and he left, leaving me alone in my hotel room. I forced thoughts about Maura and Gold and Alec out of my head. Gazing around the room, my eyes met a book, The Little Prince. It only took me about thirty minutes to read it, and there was nothing else to do in the room. I read it again. The meaning changed. I read it a third, fourth, and fifth time, and for every time I shut the book, finished, it had a new meaning that wasn't visible before. A doctor walked in while I was finishing reading it the sixth time. "You like it?" He asked. I nodded, turning away from the book to see him. "It's all yours. Sad story. The kid who was across the hall about a month ago passed, that belonged to him, but now we just keep it in here." He left. A bit of a weird background, but I loved the story and all the meanings. I'll have to show this to Alec and Go- I sighed and tried to forget about them for once. But everything is okay at home, right? Maura's in jail, and Alec and Gold are probably waiting to pick me up. Everything is fine. I reassured myself. I shut my eyes and fell asleep.
Gold's POV
A day later, Maura came in. I flinched as she walked towards me. But she didn't hurt me, she untied me then left, so I'm free to wander around the room. There was one door that Maura entered and exited through, it was locked, and no windows. I walked over to her table and picked up a knife. I twiddled it in my finger, trying to get used to the feeling. Then, without thinking, I yelled in frustration and stabbed the wall. Will Alec or Funneh come back for me?!
