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Roy
I wake up to the sun shining across the fond memories scattered around me. I slowly sit up and stretch my arms above my head. I let out a yawn and stare blankly as reality comes back to me. Suddenly I began to have a terrible feeling. A feeling that starts in the throat and forms a shallow pit in my stomach. Then I slowly began to feel nauseous. I close my eyes and take a few deep breaths. I opened them again, still feeling uneasy. I look around and grab all the pictures and put them inside the journal and hide it underneath his mattress. I then rush out of the room and out of the door.
I quickly make my way past the tiny shops and small houses and make my way to the bridge that leads to Elder Rose. With each step and every heavy breath that I took, the feeling seemed to worsen my soul. I hesitantly walk across the bridge and walk up to Rose’s door. I lift my hand and make a fist and knock three times.
I stand for a bit and wait for a response. Then I hear footsteps that come quickly but then come to a sudden stop at the door. I step back a little bit as the door starts to open. For a second it seemed to have grown dead silent around me, the door cracked in front of me.
“Elder Rose?”
“Roy…” A harsh cough comes from the other side, “What do you want now?”
“I was wondering if you had any updates on Toby? And, uh- can I come in?”
The door opens then slams shut in my face. “Not right now, I’m busy.”
What? Is she hiding something?
I step up to the door and knock again and again but no reply returns to me. I then grab the door handle and pull but am stopped by a sudden force.
The door won’t open. Did she lock it?
I start banging on the door. “Elder Rose, please!”
Then the door swings open, almost knocking me over in the process. “Shut up!”
I looked at her in shock as she was covered in multiple blood stains. Blood dripping from her hands.
“E-elder…..”
Her face goes completely blank and she grabs something from the left of her. A syringe!? Before I could react properly and make my get-away she grabbed my arm and stabbed me with the needle. I move, struggling but my body becomes weak. She lets go of me and I turn to run but fall on my face. What's happening to me? My whole body is going numb. I take a deep breath and attempt to crawl away.
“H-help..” My attempted plea for help comes out weak and soft.
I turn my head to see her walking up to me with a cloth bag and a rope. I try to get up but my body fails me.
Shit!....
She grabs me by the back of my head and lifts up my head by my hair. She takes the bag and puts it over my head.
“E-elder, don’t do thi-”
She put the rope in my mouth, gaging me, making me unable to speak. She ties it at the back of my head. I went to grab her ankle and trip her but as soon as I moved my arm a strong force came down on my arm, sending a sharp pain all over my body. I attempt to move my other arm to try and continue my escape. As soon as I moved again a sharp pain came unto my spine.
“Stop fighting it. If I wanted to, I could have paralyzed you permanently. If you would’ve just left then this wouldn’t have happened. Tch. Such a waste of my time.”
I then feel something grab me by my ankles and I get pulled back into the direction of her cottage. I try to break free, but my weak attempts once again fail.
My feet get dropped and the rope around my face gets pulled from behind, pulling me off my stomach and forcing me to be on my back. Then I get pulled again. Is she taking me into her cottage? My question gets answered by a few even more uncomfortable drags and then a sound of a door shutting and locking.
Then the process happens again, I get dragged into what I assume is a spare room of hers, and then left there. I move my arm and grasp the rope around my face and pull as hard as I can. The rope comes undone and falls off of me. I take the last bit of strength in my arm and take the bag off, allowing me to once again see and breathe properly.
I relax my body and take deep breaths. Why? Why is she like this? Why did she do this? Just because I got on her nerves? No… Wait, I asked about Toby? Does Toby have something to do with it? I wonder how he is right now….I hope in better condition I am, and I hope not somewhere in here. But…. If Elder Rose was to get mad about Toby then…. She must have done something to him! Damn it! I can barely move right now, let alone search her cottage and try not to get killed by her.
The door cracks open again, as Elder Rose walks in. “Well look at you, all weak and helpless on the floor. You know Toby was just here looking for you?”
“R-really…?”
“No. I found him in the woods. Lying on the ground, motionless. I brought him here and checked his vitals and such, based on the knowledge I have about health and medicines I would say that he had a heart attack. Either that or he just had it coming or something completely overwhelmed him and he had a severe panic attack. Would that have been you?”
Toby…You are here. “W-we got into a fight, that's all.”
“Mm, well based on his screaming I would say that you're too late. Your little boyfriend is probably dead.”
“W-what’d you say?!”
“Well he was pounding on his door and he was in a weak state anyway. The door is old and splinters easily but it's thick and strong. He probably cut up his hands and wrist off of the splintered wood and bled out.”
“Y-you…killed him! You monster!”
“Well, I said probably and I did nothing. I went down there for some toxins and he wasn’t on the ground where I put him before, instead I saw him with blood dripping off of the bed. But who am I to say that? I didn’t check on him, I just needed to grab my syringe and a bunch of succinylcholine, just in case you came by. Which they came in handy.”
I have no idea what succinylcholine is but I know that I can’t really move and my body feels weak. I take a deep breath, trying to keep my cool. “So, he is here too?”
“Yes. However, I thought he wouldn’t wake up and die in minutes but I was apparently wrong.”
“Wait, so he might still be alive?”
“If he is, he’s hanging on by a loose thread.”
I take a deep breath. At least there is still a chance that he's still alive. “Take me to him.”
“Tell you what, you can say your goodbyes but you have to listen to anything I say and if you don’t I either kill you… or him if he is still alive that is. Got it?”
As much as I hate this and the thought of the things she may ask of me makes me sick. I have to do this. “Y-yes….loud and clear.”
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