Paranoia

The Pain Knows

I open my eyes to see a different world.

It may look the same, but everyone here is different. They're all dead inside. They look like they all gave up on living, well I mean they are kind of dead. But before anything else....

HOW ARE WE GONNA FIND AZAZEL NOW?!?

I see Caleb standing beside me with his eyes tight shut, I tap him so that he can open his eyes.

"Woah! We're actually here." He says while he covers his mouth from shock. "I know this is so weird. Although, how do we find Azazel in this world? It's gonna be impossible." I tell him.

"I have an idea!" Caleb shouts, I look at him in shock. "Really?! What is it tell me!?" I say while tugging on his sleeve.

"Let's play hot or cold!" He says, my widened eyes went to a sarcastic thin line when he spoke. I gasp and say sarcastically. "Aw! But I was hoping you would say leap frog." I clap my hands together while slightly squatting

His eyes turned the same as mine the moment he spoke about hot and cold. "No! That's not what I meant, I mean remember that whenever you are close to looking for Azazel your scar hurts?" He said while tapping me vigorously. "And?" I look at him with my arms still crossed and my eyebrow raised.

"And! That's what we have to do, we walk around and ask people and whoever tells the truth that's where we go! And we will know they're telling the truth because, whenever you're close to reaching Azazel, your scar hurts!" He says while jumping up and down all excited then stops to present himself. "But what if it doesn't work?" I ask him while pulling his shirt.

"It will work! Just trust me!" He states as he holds my shoulders and shakes them a little. "Ugh! Fine, we don't have a different plan anyway." I say and shrug my anger off.

"Yay! Yay! Yay! That's right, I'm Caleb Joseph Harper, saving the day as per yoosh~" Caleb shouts as he continues to jump up and down while smugly walking. "Alright, so who should we ask first?" I ask him. "Hmm, that guy?" He asks as he points at a man selling ice cream down the street. "Alright." I reply.

We moved our way to him, however as soon as we approached about a meter from his ice cream shop, he pulled out a knife, and ran after us!

"C-Caleb, he--he's got a- a- RUN!" I stutter and shout, as I tug Caleb's shirt and start running.

"This is gonna take a while!" Caleb says while running, "Tell me about it..." I say under my breath, running as well.

*A few hours later*

"Dude, we have nothing!" I tell Caleb as we're both sitting on the ground. "I know, but we have to keep asking." He says, tired. "My scar didn't even hurt! The only thing that I got from the people we asked was running and a dude who gave us that ferret." I tell Caleb in a whiny tone. "Hehe, yeah. I liked that dude with the ferret. Okay look, let's ask one more time, and if it's not them we'll call it a day. Alright?" He tells me as he's trying to stand up and lend me a hand. I let out a gush of air while pouting. "Fine, but this is the last today." I say.

We looked around for a while, until we found this store. It's called 'Rita's'

We walk in and see a woman cleaning her vases and humming. For some reason I know what she's humming, it sounds nostalgic. It sounds familiar.

"Hello? Miss?" Caleb asks the strange lady. She turns around and says, "Oh, yes young boy? Do you like anything? Anything for your girlfriend?" Caleb's face suddenly flushed and red, "I- Uh- No! I mean she's-- she is-- she's not..well she's not my girlfriend, I mean that's not the point right now but--" he tries to pull out a sentence from his mouth, but gets tangled in his own tongue.