The Prism: Resurrected

Chapter 0: Escapee

Waking up after that strange dream... I realized just how tired I was of everything. I realized just how drastically everything has changed. I realized that this... this game, it will always be part of my life, my past, my history... And I can't do anything about it. I can't forget it. That's the inescapable truth.

I stayed in bed for a while, staring at the mattress above me. "Jason used to sleep there..." I whispered to myself quietly. The twelve of us are down to four right now. I can't believe we already lost eight lives. I wanted to tear up. I wanted to break down crying. Crying over all of our losses. So I did it. If there is anything I learned from that dream, it's that if I have to cry, I should cry. If I want to laugh, I should most definitely laugh. My emotions deserve to be free. I shouldn't have to hold them back. I turned on my side and clutched onto my pillow. I pressed my face onto the soft fabric and proceeded to ruin it with my tears. "I just want this to be over..." I whispered into the pillow.

After crying out my sorrows, I felt a lot better. It helps to talk to myself when I'm sad, it makes me feel like I'm comforting someone, which is something that always comforts me! It's like someone is sharing their issues with me, and I'm hugging them tight, telling them it's alright. Speaking of others, I should probably get up and see how they're doing. 

I strolled out of the room that I once shared with Jason and Nala. Looking at the balcony, I saw one of the boys was sitting on the edge, admiring the last sunrise. "So you're the last sunrise, hm?" I heard him say to the sun. I approached the balcony too and sat next to him. "You're beautiful." I told the sun to advance our praising.  "Hey." He said as he calmly smiled. It's not like him to be this calm... Did he have the dream too? "How are you doing, Lyle?" I asked him. "I think we're ready to end everything." Lyle told me. It wasn't exactly the answer to my question, but... It is something I want to hear, so I'll roll with it. "Me too!" I said. "I am so determined, I'm sure we can set things right. We won't let them die in vain!" The second part, I yelled at the sun. I look behind me when I hear the footsteps of someone else again. "Good morning, David!" I said. "Good morning, guys." He said. Despite being the mysterious and dark type, he joined us to smile at the sun. He took off his top hat. "I discovered something important." He told us. "What is it?" Lyle asked, conspicuously excited. "The locked door on the second floor has been unlocked." He told us, with a smirk on his face. "Wow Mr. Detective! That's great! Did you look inside yet?" I asked him. "Not yet, I only noticed the lock was turned, perhaps we should get Martin and check it out together?" Lyle proposed. Usually Martin is first to wake up, I wonder if he also had the weird dream... I nodded at Lyle. We should check on Martin. "All right, let's end this mess! The small Lyle ran away from the balcony and went to the bedroom Martin was sleeping in. 

Once arrived at the bedroom, I had to stop Lyle from kicking the door in. "Come on Lyle, we're still polite!" I said. "But mooooom!!!" He yelled. I'm not his mom, but he likes to pretend I am since I am such a motherly friend. I mean, I get it! I feel responsible over him in a mom way, so it's fine, I like the title. I knocked on the door, waiting for Martin to respond. Lyle pushes me aside and bursts through the door... I could have expected it. I laughed it off. "BAAAAAAAABE!" Lyle yelled as he ran to Martin's bed. "Martin, come on, time to get out of this roman holiday!" He started shaking Martin. My bad feeling grew... "Maybe he's a very heavy sleeper?" I propose, knowing that isn't what's going on. Lyle touched Martin's cheek. "He's cold..." He said. I remember carrying Nala's body to Constancia's bedroom for the ritual. She was... also very cold. I cover my mouth, like I usually do when they're stressing and worrying at the same time. "Try checking his pulse, or his breathing..." David says. Lyle carefully brings his ear to Martin's mouth. We long await a confirmation for Lyle that Martin is still alive, but... He gets back up and shakes his head. "I look at everyone. Both their excited expressions are gone. They turned into expressions of despair. "Well..." Lyle said. "...At least he didn't die by the hands of the game." He said. That is when the determination returned. "Right. I had a dream where I was told that everyone who died in this game is in a realm where you run away from a monster for the rest of eternity. Martin is in a better place, let's not be sad. We need to stay determined, we need to continue and finish this. We collected all the colors. We have all the shards. We should be able to end this." I said. "Let's not let them die for nothing." I said as I walked out.