Don't Be Scared

S.1 E.12 ~ ML (Ch. 84)

Once my head tilted upwards, I watched as 10K was slowly leaning towards the floor.

"10K!" I shouted as if my voice would pause his movements.

I tried to stand on my feet, but when I tried, my legs magically became cold, wiggly jelly against the floor. I dropped to my knees as they became the only thing keeping me up while my chest flopped against the table in front of me.

None of this hurt, oddly. No pain sprung to my cheek or to my knees, and I know for a fact I hit that floor hard.

"What's happening?" Cassandra questioned everything that was going on, but her words made it sound like she was a drunk asking what was happening.

10K and I aren't the only ones then. Lazily, I turned my head to face her, trying to see how she's taking all this. Cassandra suddenly slammed her head against the grey, grain-feeling table. Her head lifted back up, but I didn't just see one head.

There were not one, not two, but three heads that looked around her surrounding area. Three Cassandra's that didn't look amused at the situation. Am I drunk? Are we all drunk? The heads now began to slowly absorb different colors.

Left Head was red and Right Head was blue.

"W-Warren?" My words stumbled like my legs.

My lips parted as my head slowly fell against the table like Cassandra had done. Warm liquid escaped from my mouth, falling down my chin. What is this?

"Oh, shit." Warren spoke to no one in particular.

In my vision, our leader was beginning to fall, in slow-slow motion, from her chair. The loud 'thud' told me that her body had made it to the floor, but Second Warren was still slowly falling and so was Third Warren.

Her body's 'thud' echoed through my barely conscious mind as everything began to drain from my eyes. I fucking knew this would happen.

An Hour Later

"Where am I?" A voice vibrated into my ears, waking me up almost instantly.

"I'm awake." Warren's voice was heard next.

My eyelids swung open like a cartoon show's animated character was being revived from being killed off for a moment. The white ceiling was gradually coming back into focus as the red blood stains became more prominent.

"Okay, everyone hold on." Warren ordered out loud for her followers, thinking we were all awake by now.

10K. Is 10K alright?

"Where is Murphy?" Doc asked, senses returning to him first.

"Murphy! Murphy!"

I titled my head to the left of me, surprise to see the fallen sniper shooter laying beside me, passed out. How did he get beside me? Wasn't he on the other side of the table? I knew something bad was going to happen!

I tried to sit up, but both of my arms refused to lift after about four inches off of the floor. Still in quite a daze, I fell back over onto my back. Huh? When I looked down at my left, I noticed we were sharing a handcuff.

What the hell?

"Warren.." I trailed off, not knowing if she was also handcuff to a person like me or if she had a different obstacle to face.

"I know, (Y/N), I know. Does anyone see anything sharp?"

I looked around the immediate area that surrounded 10K and I to find nothing in particular, but when I turned my head to the right of me I saw something that I'd never wanted to see up close before.