S T A R S { joshler sequel to Ink } (DISCONTINUED)

lyra

wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up

"josh."

wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up

"josh!"

his eyes stayed closed and tears still found their way out of his eyes. he ended up at tyler's house again and his voice was in his ears, but he knew that wasn't tyler. it wasn't his tyler.

"josh, sweetheart, you can't stay in here all day. you need to eat and drink some water," tyler waited for a few minutes for a response, "okay, since you don't want to talk thats fine. when you come to your senses i'll be at work." as tyler left, he slammed the door which made josh jolt. he waited until tyler had left before he got up and exited through the window to find frank.

he had scowered every inch of town, but frank was gone.

what happened last night?

a scream went through his head and shout telling someone to run went through his head, but there wasnt a picture or anything. then he heard a phrase that was familiar but he couldn't remember where, "stay in your lane, boy."

it kept replaying in his head, trying to picture last night. he remembered flashlights; frank; screaming; frank being dragged away, but by who?

think josh. use your brain. come back to me.

suits, the guys were wearing suits like the type you wear near hazardous waste. what were they called? hazmats!

a flash in his mind took him through last night.