Count The Shadows (Prequel to Test the Limits)

Destined To Fail

"I didn't think you were going to show up."

Anti whirled around to look behind him when he heard Dark's voice, but could see nothing in the darkness that was wrapped him.

"You seem to like to try things that are destined to fail."

Anti jumped in surprise when Dark suddenly appeared in front of Anti once he had turned around.

"So why don't you kill yourself?" Dark taunted, stepping closer to Anti. His brown eyes were cold and hard, causing Anti to panic and stumble back.

He was too late.

Anti felt his hand tremble as he reached into the pocket of his ripped black skinny  jeans and retrieved the black pocket knife that used to belong to Billy. No matter how hard Anti tried, he couldn't stop himself from flicking the bloodstained silver blade open and slicing his own neck with it.

"Anti, we're here."

Anti inhaled sharply as he instinctively put his hand to the scar on his neck and quickly opened his eyes to take in his unfamiliar surroundings. He was still on the plane, but the engine was silent and people were removing their bags from the racks overhead before leaving.

"You okay? You look like you've seen a ghost." Murphy teased, although his eyes betrayed his concern.

"Y-yeah, I'm fine." Anti stuttered, trying to collect his bearings as he shook his head to clear the remnants of his nightmare away. He glanced out the window one last time even though they had landed before standing up and following Murphy off of the plane.

Anti was surprised to see Murphy not drunk considering that the waitress's kept trying to give him whisky and other alcoholic drinks.

Murphy hailed a taxi that took them to a car rental area. Murphy picked out a silver Chevy truck while Anti happily chose a polished black four door Jeep since Murphy was paying for it, already knowing that he would have to find a muddy area to drive through later.

"In case you wanna look around in your spare time." Murphy smirked as he tossed Anti the keys.

They separately drove to the hotel they were staying at, Anti checking into room one hundred and thirty one. Thankfully it was on the first floor.

He hated heights.

The room looked really nice with a hot tub bath, queen size bed, and sixty inch flat screen. There was even some fancy mints and chocolates waiting for him on his pillow, as well as the card with the wifi code.

To his left was the spacious bathroom and to the right was a kitchenette with a sink and mini fridge stocked with alcohol.

Anti dumped his suitcase by his bed before moving the candy and card to the white bedside table and flopping down face first onto the pillow.

Anti stayed motionless for a couple of moments as his body sunk further into the mattress before he retrieved his phone from his pocket to call Dark and ask if he had landed yet.

Before he could grab his phone, he heard a loud clang come from the window by his bed.

Anti's head shot up as he looked out at the city, unable to pinpoint what could've caused the noise.

"A dumbass bird probably hit the window." Anti thought aloud as he returned his attention to his phone.

Anti looked up at the window just in time to see a small rock hit it and bounce off.