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Someone's Monster (part 2)

Prompt: What if people who were alive had a monster that haunted them, and only they could see it? But what if person A's monster isn't actually their's? What if at a younger age then when they were supposed to 'create' their monster, a monster attached itself to them, and is now hurting them? And their friends find out when person A is attacked in front of them, but before they never knew about what's happening to their friend. And what if person A's friends sees said attached monster.

People: Evan, Jonathan, Craig, Tyler, Brock, Brian, Lui, David, Ryan, Luke, Marcel.

Sorry if I forgot someone, there are to many people to remember everyone.
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~Luke's POV~

It's been two days since Ryan was attacked. During that span, he's been unconscious. There have been only small intervals where he's been awake, but even then, he's dazed and unable to speak. We've managed to get him to drink and eat when he's awake, but that's it. We're worried. We don't know what his  monster can do to him. We don't know if it can attack him while he's unconscious. We've been checking in on him every two hours, in hopes that he might wake up soon. We've been discussing what his monster might be like, what we should expect. My mind kept wandering back to that image that crossed my vision when I kissed Ryan's forehead. When I've checked in on him, he still seems pale. Sweat continues to bead his forehead, almost like he had a fever. Since that day, none of us have seen our monsters either. They've just, disappeared. We are all sitting in the family room, talking.

"What are we gonna do?" Brock asked. "He isn't showing any signs of waking up soon. And he can't survive like this."

"We can take him to a hospital." Jonathan suggested. "They would be able to keep an eye on him. Make sure he's okay." I shook my head.

"They won't be able to keep his monster off of him though." I said. "If his monster attacks him again, then what? They won't be able to help him." Everyone nodded, giving silent agreements. Craig sighed. He ran his hands over his face.

"How long has this been happening to him? We haven't seen any signs in the past, have we?" He asked. No one said anything. Ryan never brought anything like this up before. He never talked about his monster before, now that I think of it. Which concerned me.

"Has he ever talked about his monster in the past? To any of you?" I questioned. Everyone shook their heads. We have no idea what Ryan's monster is or what it is capable of. And if it was his monster that attacked ours, then there's a lot of shit we'll have to deal with. Craig got up and went to the kitchen. I heard him open the fridge door, then close it. He walked back into the living room with a water bottle in his hand.

"I'm going to check on him." He turned towards the stairs and walked. I turned to the others as his feet pounded up the stairs.

"Brock, any clue how long he'll be out for?" Evan asked. Brock shook his head.

"With what happened to him, I'm not certain. I've never seen this happen to a person before, so it is impossible to say." Evan looked disappointed. I listened to Craig's feet walking down the hall as the others continued to talk. He stopped, and I heard the quiet creak of the door opening. Then nothing. It was silent. I strained to listen over the others. Then, he screamed. The door slammed shut, and next, something like an explosion sounded. We were on our feet and running.

~Craig's POV~

I walked up the stairs. I heard Evan ask Brock If he had any clue as to how long Ryan might be unconscious for. I didn't hear more once I reached the top of the landing. Walking down the hallway, I stopped outside the room where we put Ryan. I could hear heavy breathing coming from the room. It killed me to see Ryan like this, after he got attacked. I slowly opened the door, listening to it creak.