Two was crying.
His legs were shaking and he didn't know why.
He was safe.
His friend was right behind him. Walking up to comfort him, but he kept pushing at the door that just wouldnt budge and let him out. He slammed his fist against it, he didnt really mean it, he just wanted some air.. some space.. he wasnt scared, it didn't make sense.
His eyes watered when the door didnt give way, he feebly pushed at it, he needed out.
His shoes did nothing but slip on the marble on the ground.
He hates that marble ground, he was scared and he wanted out.
His friend was closer and he shook harder, he took some steps back, looking around for a different way, maybe a window.. a window is nice!
His friend was chuckling, he laughed too, he couldnt help it, though his laugh soon dissolved into sobs when he couldnt find the window. There was a window around here, he knew it.
He was scared, his heart was pounding, and he was too small to do anything.
Run.
His friend grabbed his shoulder and he hit them, scrambling to a different area.
He forgot where he was- the art gallery?
He knew the hallway was long.. but his friend knew the place better..no place to run there...
He's alone in this-
Ever since One disappeared he's been so confused! He had nobody with him, had come in on his own to ask a question he shouldn't have.
He saw a statue and hid behind it, his back pressing against the cold stone.
Stop breathing.
Stop.
He needed to be nothing.. he needed to stay quiet.
He closed his eyes, they give light...
His heart slowed.
His hands were cold, he let his back slide down to the floor.
He felt so much safer here...
His friend walked in, loudly calling his name.
"Two? Strange you'd come in here of all places.. I thought you were smart... this is a dead end.."
Two wanted to scream, but he could swear he heard One tell him to stay calm.
"And of course you hid next to the One statue..."
Seventeen knocked it over, seeing Two scream in fear.
"Predictable."