I look at the knife being held to my throat. Is i make any sudden moves he will kill me and that's for a fact. Why is he so interested in my brother's necklace? My brown eyes meet his stark gray ones.

“Why does it matter where I got it” I say.

I regret what I said as soon as I said it, because now the knife is pressed to my throat even harder, almost enough to start drawing blood. I look up and I see my friends are still asleep. I let out a piercing whistle which echoes through the darkness and immediately everyone wakes up. They instantly spring into action surrounding the mystery person. 

“We have you surrounded” Nexus says.

The guy doesn't let up and Nexus’s calm facade is breaking and you can see the worry on his face. Finally the mystery guy finally lets me go. The guy looks around as everyone surrounds him and Nexus immediately rushes to my side. 

“Are you okay?” He asks 

“Yea im fine” I say

I look up at the guy still catching my breath. Dove and Atlas are restraining him. They attempt to take off his bandana but he struggles against them. He pushes them away in an attempt to get away. I slowly walk closer to him,

“Why are you so worried about my necklace?” I ask. 

He doesn't answer and just glares at us. 

“You know you remind me of my brother, he was extremely stubborn.” I say.

As soon as I said that I noticed he flinched and I made a mental note of that.

“Why'd you flinch, it's not like I'm insulting you?” I say.

He looks away for a few minutes avoiding my question as if it pains him to answer. Eventually he speaks up and says,

 “I used to have a little sister…”, he mumbles quietly. 

The one thing me and this guy have in common is that we both have lost our siblings. He looks at me and the bandana I wear around the bottom half of my face, he has the same thing. For a moment we both just stand in silence. I look at my other friends giving them a silent nod, signalling they can go back to sleep and I can handle this. Eventually they all go back to sleep and I'm left with the guy.

“What's your name?” I ask.

“My name is Cyrus…” He replies quietly. 

I look up at the stars as I process what he told me,

“That was my brother's name…” I say. 

Then at that moment I take off my bandana, revealing my identity to him. Something happens, his eyes go wide in disbelief.

“Sage?!!!” he exclaims. 

How the hell does he know my name????!!!