(Continued...)

Red Army Base 'Beta', Melkgien, Norway, Mid
11pm
Tord stepped into the small room he was sharing with Paul and Patryk, laying down on the bottom bunk and tiredly sighing.

Ever since they landed, he had been dragged all over Melkgien by his parents and two friends.
The last time he had been to Mid Norway's capital city, he was four years old.
His parents wanted to show him everywhere they took him on his last trip and bot Paul and Patryk wanted to check out everything due to it being his first time in Melkgien.
And who would've guessed that his father would be receiving phone calls repeatedly throughout the entire day, even one from Blake.

Tord pulled out his phone, checking the last text he sent, which was to Angelina.

Angelina Everns:
                                             Hey, I reckon you would've 
                                             gotten the last minute notice 
                                             by now about the Red Leader
                                             ceremony in Norway
                                             Let me know when you land

Even sent back at midday, he had not received any text back from the hypnotic.
Tord dialled the number and tried calling Angelina yet no one picked up 'Maybe left her phone on silent' he thought, shrugging his shoulders before clicking on a different thread of text messages... one between him and Tom. He tried calling him but again, no one answered. Tord tried a couple of times before giving up on that and just texting the other boy instead.

Thomas Ridgewell:
                                             Hey
                                             I tried calling you but you must
                                             be asleep or busy rn
                                             Just wanted to let you know that 
                                             I miss you
                                             Please call me back when you see 
                                             this

Tord sighed again, sitting up as he heard a knock on the bedroom door "Yeah?" he answered, slowly reaching for the gun beside him as the door opened, his father stepping into the room and Tord immediately moving his hand away from the gun "Hey, what's up?" he asked his father as Joseph closed the room's door behind himself. The boy then noticed the grim look on his father's face "...what's wrong?" Tord questioned, getting off the bed as Joseph looked up at his son "It's Angelina..." he answered.

Rihn Warden House, Ashmaine, England, Mid
Tom sat on his bed, ignoring the phone calls and texts from Tord.
There was no way he could speak to him, it would be impossible for him to even say one word to him without bursting into tears again.
He went onto Instagram instead, finding multiple posts Tord had made throughout the day.
-Tord at the airport with Patryk and Paul, and his parents, all of them wearing standard Red Army issued uniform.
-Getting on the plane
-Tord sitting next to Paul and Patryk on the plane with the caption 'Can't wait to land in Norway, Melkgian!'
-Paul falling asleep on Patryk
-Tord's father asleep whilst Tord himself took a selfie with his mother
-A photo where Patryk stole Tord's phone and took a picture of him sleeping, brows knotted with worry and sadness
-The plane landing
-And the last post being photos of the other four dragging him around the city.
Tom turned off his phone as someone knocked on his bedroom door "Tom... I'm about to head to bed, just checking up on you one last time" Edd's voice called from behind the door "You don't have to come out of your room, but if you want to try eating something tomorrow, you can text me or Matt and we'll get something for you" his friend stated "...goodnight, Tom" he said before Tom listened to Edd walk down the hallway to his own room. Tom slowly laid down as he pulled the hood of the old hoodie over his head, closing his eyes for the first time in twenty-four hours and letting sleep take him.