Oblivion

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Friday, 25 October, 2019

Nyco

I had no idea what time it was, honestly, it was pretty hard to fall asleep or tell how much time was passing when you can't see. I only knew that I was really tired.

So, when I heard the door open, I waited in my chair -- not that I had much of a choice there -- quietly and silently hoping that this person-thing would do something about the blindfolds.

Though, when I did feel something pulling at the fabric around my eyes, I still flinched and tried to pull away from them.

"Do you want me to undo the blindfold or what?" the same man from yesterday asked bitterly.

I pursed my lips and tried to sit as still as possible while this strange man undid the piece of fabric that was wrapped around my face.

I squinted at the sudden brightness filtering through the windows on one of the walls, seeing that everyone else seemed to be asleep in their chairs -- somehow -- with their blindfolds all already taken off.

"So...are you going to let us go?" I asked the man, turning back to look up at him.

The man had caramel-coloured skin and dark brown hair that was incredibly short, and from what I could tell, he was very muscular...and tall.

Yeah...I retract from my previous statement of saying I could kick his ass...

He scoffed at that, rolling his eyes, "Obviously not. If I untied one of you, you could all easily find me and gang up on me before I ever got too far."

"Good point," I muttered as I watched the man walk over to the table, that wasn't in the middle of the room beforehand, setting down a pocketknife on the table before stalking over to the door.

He looked back at me before winking, "Good luck with that, buddy."

***

After quite a bit of struggling to move the chair to the middle of the room without falling over and cutting myself free, and untying everyone else -- we had all gathered in the lounge, whilst I worried over the fact that Zyre, Jexa, Ace, and Adrian were all missing.

"...does anyone have any ideas on how the hell we're going to find Zy-- everyone?" I asked at the end of my rant about this whole thing.

I saw Melo smirk at me, raising her eyebrows, "You're so worried about Zyre...how cute."

I rolled my eyes, letting out a sigh, "Can you not? I'm more concerned about getting everyone back here in one piece."

Brax shifted on his feet, awkwardly clearing his throat, "Actually...I may have a solution to that."

I crossed my arms, raising my eyebrows at the man with the sun-hair, "And you didn't think to mention this before because...?"

His face flushed pink, "I -- uh...didn't want to interrupt."

"Just tell me how we're going to find hi--them," I said, face burning at the slip-up I made.

"The dog tags everyone has are actually trackers..." he told me, "I thought it'd be a good idea."

"Well," I murmured, "Good thinking...I think?"

The man's blush got darker, awkwardly coughing.

Bryx grinned at his twin, "You did great, baby."

Let's just say, that had Brax turning as red as a cherry as the other man stalked away, calling something along the lines of, 'I should get to finding people.'

Melo smiled sweetly at me before walking over to me and dragging me to the opposite side of the room.

"Yes?" I asked, raising an eyebrow at the girl.

"You really do like Zyre, don't you?" she questioned.

I felt myself blush, "Uh..."

She wiggled her eyebrows at me, "Then why turn him down?"

I pursed my lips, "Yeah...we're not talking about this anymore."

It was supposed to be a simple thing -- tell Zyre I didn't feel the same way after acting like an utter arse, continue being friends with the boy without the awkwardness, and...well, not worrying about losing someone else I care about...whether I'll admit it or not.

It was hard enough losing Sylus...having to stand by and watch him slowly fade away into a shell of himself as the Hollow took over, and if it weren't for that damn immortality drug crap, then we'd still be together right now and -- as cliche as it is -- live happily ever after.

And I just know I wouldn't be able to watch that happen again.

It's one thing to have to watch friends fade away from it...but it's another thing to lose someone that you're in love with -- to watch as they stop loving you...I couldn't stand to watch it happen again.

And I swear, I won't let it happen if I can help it.

I never want to lose someone like that again.