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Now, to find their way back home.

Author's POV-

It was just a simple, plain yellow band.

A band that meant so much yet...looked so little.

The thought was what mattered.

The thought was what got them to this point.

The thought was what'll save them.

But it's never that easy, no.

Every book has its plot, a beginning, middle and an ending. Conflict somehow makes its way into said books, why?

Was it to make things more interesting? Could be. Was it to get the attention of the readers, you guys? Possibly.

Truth is...conflict is created by problems, troubles that people go through. It's not everyday you see a single book without conflict right?

It's quite hard to steer away from, as conflict can catch anyone's attention. Even for the author.

The boys sat next to each other, two feet apart in a circle.

"C'mon, fucking rip you stupid rope."

It's a struggle to stay safe, especially for people like them.

"Fuck, ow, shit, shit, shit, fuck this rope in its pussy."

I never really explained the story, have I? There's a story as to how this all started, a story that people may have seen in other stories. This one's slightly different.

Their story is different.

"Tyler, stop fucking with the ropes! You'll keep hurting yourself!"

Both Tyler and Brian had felt it, it scared them at first. It was a spark, within them, that they'd felt.

They were afraid the ten males would find each other, they were afraid of being taken down but they knew they had started this mess.

A mess these males were going to fix because they couldn't live without each other.

It was that day, that unfortunate day, that fucked with their heads and emotions.

That day went a little like this:

"Sir, what if something goes wrong?"

"We'll fix it." He was determined to get them back.

"But sir-"

"Don't you see that they're dying?!"

"That's what hospitals are for!"

And maybe that scientist should've listened.

The rest of the story is a mystery. It's a mystery this person should reveal because he not only let it happen but he also helped cause it.

(A/N: Writers block is a bitch, ffs.)

"That's it, that's it, a little closer just a bit more aaaaaaand-AHA!" Brian had tried countless times to undo the knot that kept him bound to that chair. He used the little strength he had and used his legs to try and shuffle the chair closer to Cartoonz who was ready to untie the lose rope. Eventually, with four attempts, they managed to have Brian free.

"Good shit, Brian!" Both Luke and David had yelled.

It was then that they had gained the tiniest of hope.

"Alright, let's get the fuck out of here."

"We're coming boys." Craig had said feeling determined, brave and ready for what's to come. With that, Brian was rushing to untie them all, which only took him three minutes.