Blue Fire | Stickman story

Chapter 6

Have you ever woken up in the middle of the night with a nightmare? Chain just woke up because of this. He looked at the time on the wall clock. 2.45 a.m. Too bad it's not 3 a.m.

His heart was beating fast, drops of sweat flew down from his forehead and back. He is unlikely to fall asleep today. He lay back and tried to calm down, but the quiet sounds of something or someone, restless thoughts and heat under the covers didn't allow him to calm down.

He twirled around on the sofa and deciding that he would definitely not fall asleep in the next few hours, he got up and went to the kitchen. What for? Probably eat. But he didn't want to eat at all. He opened the fridge and looked to see if there was anything tasty. No, he didn't want anything. He closed the fridge and decided to take a walk through the new house. Chain doesn't know how long he can stay here, so he decided not to bother them for nothing.

He left the house and looked around. There is no one, only silence. Such silence when you can hear your own heartbeat. He jumped from the folder to the floor, where all the movement takes place. He went to the screen or to the glass. He sat down and plased his right cheek on the glass.

"Shoot me," Chain said, closing his eyes and sighing heavily.

Mission completed, he found a home and will now live in it. But how long will he live here? He can sleep in the snow, but it isn't safe, plus he needs any device to perform some other actions.

Most interestingly, Chain has friends. It has been a long time since he had this. And these friends... Kind? Nonsense! The abusive word never sounded, but it was just in the presence of guests. You just have to wait and when they get used to Chain, you can hear such a familiar, in a different language, but understandable: "Fuck you!"

Chain had absolutely no idea what was going on. All his thoughts revolved around the questions: "Do they know him?" and "Is it all related to his actions or is it just a big coincidence?"

He looked through the glass at Alan's room. An ordinary room, nothing special. He sighed. Go? Don't go? And most importantly where? He wanted to do it in Russia. He has never been in America. And there is no desire to do this, which is strange.

He got up and went to the clock. 3 a.m. At this time, all evil spirits come out of hell. What to do? Chain went to look at the map. He opened the app and it turns out they are in Ottawa, USA. Now one more question: "How did he get here through the Nether?"

Chain closed the map and decided that this question was too complicated for his chicken brains. He yawned and went aimlessly.

"Why are not you sleeping?"

Chain shuddered and turned. SC stood near clocks and looked at him questioningly. Chain exhaled. He hadn't been so scared for a long time.

"Why are you fucking scaring me?!" shouted Chain at him.

"I'm sorry I didn't mean to, really, I'm sorry."

Chain sighed heavily and sat down on the floor. Second walked over to him and sat down closer to him. SC put his arm around Chain's shoulders. They sat like that in silence for a minute when SC began to speak.

"So why aren't you sleeping?"

"Nightmare."

"Ah, I see. And I had a nightmare."