My Experience with the Mob talker mod (Heroinebrine edition)

Chapter 21: A vision

Pushing the two to each side of the elevator, I pressed the button on the panel to take us to the bottom floor.

"What do you mean we can't stay here? Is everything alright?" Mr. Ram questioned, confusion prevalent on his face.

I stayed silent. My mind still attempting to comprehend what I saw.

How do I explain this to them?

A soft, white hand suddenly appeared on my shoulder and another cupping my cheek, gently pulling my face away from the panel. I felt my nerves calming down from the cool touch of Heroinebrine.

She had turned my face towards hers, with the distance between us brief: her pale white skin was vaguely littered with specks of dust, her dark brown hair seemed ruffled with her clothes appearing in a similar fashion and her eyes kept their mystery yet captivating presence, its faint glow that is distinct with her kind but yet hers seemed more... familiar to me. She spoke in a meek yet worrying tone.

"Lan, what's going on?"

I could feel my hear rate slow down just from the few words he spoke. With a quick breath, I began to formulate my thoughts.

"I... I think I had a... vision... of some sorts." I continued, "It was us in this exact motel and we were attacked and captured... by the council."

Both of their eyes widened in shock with a gasp from Heroinebrine to follow.

"Wait... "the council"? You mean to tell me you saw..." Mr. Ram stated but I had already knew what he was going to say."

"Argus and Marza. Yes..."

Mr. Ram began to pace back and forth in the elevator, his brows furrowing together, "You're right. If they do know where we are, we can't stay here."

As the elevator came to an abrupt stop, the doors opened revealing the lobby we were just in a few minutes ago. I can smell all of the food that the two devoured earlier in the cafeteria.

We quickly exited the elevator and began making our way to the exit, I caught sight of a clock mounted on a wall above the front desk that read "1:46 A.M.". The time we were attacked was at 3 A.M. so we have some time to think of a plan.

"If our assailants know of our position, then we must be on the move and figure out what to do next." Mr. Ram stated.

Before we were able to make it to the front doors, the lady that had checked us in had gotten in front of us. A large smile brimming on her face.

"Well if it isn't our top patrons! You all seem to be in a rush to head out, is there anything you need? Anything at all? We will gladly get any job you need done!"

"Sorry but we are leaving."

Within an instant, her face had dropped to an unprecedented level of distraught. Her knees seemed to had buckled as she fell to the ground.

"L-L-Leave? Did we d-d-do something wrong?! Was the food not to your liking?!" Her face went deathly pale as she clutched her pocket, "D-Did you want a refund?"

We were all taken aback by this lady, she had gone to being one of the most happy go lucky persons, first runner-up to my mom, to probably seeing death himself come to take her to the afterlife. Mr.Ram was the first of us to speak up.

"You may keep the emerald, a token of our appreciation for providing us such delectable dishes."

The color in her face returned almost immediately from these words and she sprang back up with glee.

"OH thank you so very much! And thank you for your stay with us, have a nice night!" the lady walked away happily, patting her pocket along the way.

With that out of the way, we made our way outside to the bike: the parking lot was void of any life, seeing as it was past midnight. At this point of time, my mind had returned to its normal state and I had finally realized how exhausted I had been. I plopped myself onto the bike and immediately felt nauseous.

Heroinebrine and Mr. Ram both rushed to my side, holding me up so I don't fall off.

"I totally forgot we came here to rest, so my body isn't ready yet." My eyes wandered to the two, "How come you guys don't look tired?"

"With all of that food we ate, we were able to rejuvenate our bodies. I guess its only a minecraftian ability." Mr. Ram answered, "You don't seem capable of operating this machine, shall I take control of it?"

"Have you ever driven something like this before?"

"No, I haen't. Although, watching you drive this for past hours has given me and understanding of how it operates." Mr. Ram stated.

"What about Heroinebrine?"

"Ahh, you're right. She has not mastered the ability to transform as of yet..." Both Mr. Ram and I pondered for a bit until Heroinebrine spoke up.

"I can drive it!"

Both me and Mr. Ram looked towards Heroinebrine then back towards each other. I carefully slid myself to the back of the bike to let Heroinebrine handle the handle, to which she ecstatically hopped on.

"I shall be up above, if there's any issues, just wave me down." Mr. Ram said, as he transformed into his raven form and flew up, leaving me to teaching Heroinebrine the basics.

"Ok, so what you are gonna want to d-"

Before I had the chance to finish my sentence, the roar of the engine starting cut me off. With a sudden jerk, I had wrapped my arms around Heroinebrine's waist so I don't end up falling off.

"You know how to ride?"

"My mom had brought back quite a few books from your world that I read and a couple of them were about cars and bikes." Heroinebrine answered, a small smile appearing on her face.

With a few turns and swerves, we had made our way out of the parking lot of the motel and back onto the highway. Hopefully we can find somewhere to safe to rest up.

I need a nap really badly...

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