The Multiverse Solution Center

Chapter 3: A Visitor

    Classic slept soundly. He didn't stir or wake up from a nightmare. He was sleeping peacefully. He wasn't dreaming, but honestly he didn't care. He was just glad that the plan had worked and that he was going home soon. He was in such a deep and happy sleep, he didn't notice the opening of his door or the swoosh of a cape.

    What he did wake up to was a hand being forcefully put over his mouth covering it and then being forced up right.

    Classic tried to call out for help, but whoever was holding their hand over his mouth had a grip of steel. He pushed Classic up against a wall and pinned him there easily.

    "Don't scream," was all they said.

    Classic thought he'd be able to recognize the voice. But even though it felt familiar, he couldn't place it at all. He tried to look around and see whoever had him pinned, but the guy put his other hand on the back of his head so he couldn't move around.

    Whoever it was dragged him somewhere and opened a door. Classic felt fabric and figured that they must be in the closet in his room. The person unpinned him, but kept his hand firmly over Classic's mouth.

    Classic chanced a look at his kidnapper, thinking that he would be able to tell by the eye lights. Whoever it was definitely didn't plan on being seen and had made his eye lights disappear. Welp, there went identifying this person.

    "What are you doing? Turn your eye lights off!" the stranger said, looking at him with his own blacked out sockets.

    Classic didn't know why he listened, but he turned his eye lights off. He was glad he had when three more people entered the room without turning on the light.

    "How quick are we supposed to be?" one of the new comers asked.

    "Ink said to be in and out as quickly as possible," another answered, approaching the now empty bed.

    "Besides, Ink wants him back in his multiverse soon. He's a Classic!" the last one joked.

    Classic couldn't really believe what he was hearing. Why did Ink send these people to get him and why were they being so quiet about it? If they were there to get him to bring him home, why were they being so secretive about it. Wouldn't they have just woken him up or at least had turned on the light?

    Classic watched with keen interest as they approached his bed. The lead one, who was closer to the bed, looked closely. The last way he expected the guy to react was with a shout.

    "He's gone!" he cried to the other two.

    "What do you mean he's gone?" another asked, going over to see for himself.

    "I mean he's gone," the first replied with a little annoyance in his voice.

    "Great. Looks like we're going to have to tell Ink about this," the third said with a sigh.

    Why had Ink sent these people to get him or kidnap him? He had said that he'd be home by tomorrow. Was this Ink really as good as he had seemed?

    "You're right," the leader said with a sigh. "Okay. Cross, you go tell Ink. Me and Dust will go see if we can find him."

    Classic was about to scream when the hand over his mouth pressed harder.

    "What did I say about screaming?" the guy holding him said in his non-existent ear.

    With their own plan made, the three Sanses left the room silently and quickly. Classic couldn't believe that the Dark Sanses worked for Ink. The bigger question on his mind was why they were looking for him. Hadn't Ink said that he would be sent home the next morning? Why had he decided to send these people to kidnap him? Was the guy currently holding him hostage just trying to help?