Ethereal [COMPLETED]

XXXVI. Flint Grey

Ethereal| 36

•Nowhere•

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"Are you sure that's where you left them?"

"Yes!"

I pushed the door open further and got inside the room, the room where I spent a month inside and dreaded every single breath I took. I never expected to get back here, but here I was. Standing on the door.

The point is, I am the one who suggested we come here, but I was here for a reason.

And that reason is not here right now. Figuratively.

"I'm sure I even tied them in here!" Said Dylan frustrated, he kept pacing around the room like the madman that he is. "How did they? I tied them up and locked the door after me with both my hands!" He held his hands up infront of him, "What happened...."

"Dylan calm down, we'll find them." I tried calming him down, I patted his shoulder lightly, a failed attempt to cool him down, he shot me a look and shook his head while sighing.

"Are you sur--"

"Yes Allie I'm sure!" He answered rather roughly, I didn't even ask the question yet....

"What now?" I asked, he shrugged but walked towards the door in which I followed suit.

Decklan said he'll get back to the house to check what did that lady do, so Dora and Andrew went with him because we still don't trust him that much after what happened. Since it was my idea in the first place I had to be the one to go talk to Don, but I couldn't go alone so Dylan suggested he come with me. Ashton was supposed to be here too but his parents requested both him and Ashley's presence, so they couldn't come.

But they said they will try to catch up on us if they could.

Not.

Even though they voted that we talk to don, I know for a fact that it's the last thing these two wanted to do. They could go as far as to create an illusion or say that they're requested at home so they won't come with us.

Like I mentioned before, they were never and will never be sociable. The Devils are an exception though.

So it's just me and Dylan.

It has been half an hour and he has already lost his mind, muttering incoherent words and profanities all the way whilst we walked out the room, since I was moving in front of him I headed back towards Angelina when I felt a hand at my wrist tugging me the other way.

The owner of the hand spun me around and I looked into Dylan's Green orbs, which took me back to the first time I met that Devil a while ago. A lot has passed ever since, If you told me then that I would have trusted him with my heart I would've died from laughter.

Look at me now, following him like a lost puppy in an underground tunnel. How weird life is....

"What?" I asked with my small voice due to his proximity, he cleared his throat and took a step back while shaking his head lightly.

"This way." He stated and pointed towards the opposite direction.

I arched an eyebrow, "Why, Angelina is this way." I ushered with my head toward the path I was originally headed to.

"Yeah, but why would we be going to Angelina now?" He asked, not meeting my gaze for unknown reasons. "We're heading to Demonia."

"Why would we?" I asked.