[Adam's POV]
It's been pretty nice at Martin's base thingy. They give me meals and let me walk around and even gave me a shirt to wear. Why did I not have a shirt in the first place?
[Mitch's POV]
It's hopeless. I think Jerome's memory is gone forever. I keep randomly mentioning the dream, Adam, and Ty but Jerome just doesn't get it. He just doesn't know. I decide that I'm going to break Ty out of the prison tonight. I'd love to tell him, but when I got there they said someone was already visiting him. I'm sure that they wouldn't let Adam in, Jerome definitely wouldn't come, but I don't know who else would come off the top of my head.
"Sir." the guard says, "For the last time, I have to ask you to stop persisting that you come in."
"Last week I had the strangest dream." I began. "Where everything was exactly how it seemed. With concerns about the world getting warmer, people thought they were just being rewarded for treating others as they'd like to be treated, for obeying stop signs and curing diseases, for mailing letters with the address of the sender, now we can swim any day in November."
"Sir. We can't swim in November. It is simply too cold." The guard said, confused. A bunch of hooded and cloaked figures came up behind me. I had no clue who they were, but they were helping so I was okay with that. One handed me a cloak and I put it on without a second thought. The guard fell to the ground and the gate opened. As we began to shuffle into the prison, I fell deeper and deeper into the crowd and it felt like I was being hugged by the darkness. Guards die all around us, collapse under the weight of their own heads.
((This next part is just going to be details about the places that will come up in chapters to come, skip if you want. The details will try to make you feel as if your in the area. I'm working on being a bit more descriptive so... comment on which is your fav :D))
The Compound- Black, grey, and white bricks piled on top of each other as if forming a large dog pile. A thin blanket of moss and strange plants cover the building. As you step closer to the mass, a strange feeling begins to envelope you. A mixture of grass and gravel crunch under your feet and make a pleasant sound. You look towards your right and see a sign mostly dominated by mosses. You step closer and move some of the moss aside. The sign reads, 'T e Co p nd'. It used to read, 'The Compound', but some of the letters were worn off by time. You look at the doors and see them broken off their hinges.
The Asylum- As soon as you look in the gates, a strange aura begins to fill the room. A sign says in what looks like blood, 'THE ASYLUM'. You leave quickly, seeing there is no more to see than closed room after closed room.
((that's all I got for now... I swear the next chapter will be longer!
jeffs_girl: You'd better. I know where you live.
Me: ...))
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The Art Of Finding Love... Again
Fanfiction(Sequel to Forbidden Love) Ty has had a dream where he was in love with a man 2 years older than him, and he couldn't stop thinking about that dream. When he meets the man in his dreams, who knows what would happen? Art by @pancakegoesrawr
