'๐๐ฌ๐ข๐บ, ๐ ๐ฉ๐ข๐ท๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ด๐ต๐ณ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐จ ๐ง๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ญ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ช๐ด ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ต ๐จ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ฏ๐ข ๐จ๐ฐ ๐ธ๐ฆ๐ญ๐ญ.'
Liam had thought that once they got aboard, everything that happened just a few minutes ago could be forgotten- at least for the rest of the ride back home- but nope, he had this one seat left and it was beside some random woman taking a nap. Well, he wished it really was a random woman.
'๐ ๐ฅ๐ฐ๐ฏ'๐ต ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ฏ๐ฌ ๐'๐ฎ ๐ต๐ฐ๐ต๐ข๐ญ๐ญ๐บ ๐ช๐ฏ ๐ต๐ณ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ฃ๐ญ๐ฆ ... ๐ด๐ฉ๐ฆ'๐ด ๐ข๐ด๐ญ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฑ, ๐ด๐ฐ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ค๐ฐ๐ถ๐ญ๐ฅ ๐ฃ๐ถ๐บ ๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ด๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ช๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ช๐ฏ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฎ ๐ด๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ฆ ๐ข๐ฃ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ต ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ฎ.' He continued to debate in his mind, '๐๐ฐ๐ฅ, ๐ธ๐ฉ๐บ ๐ช๐ด ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ด๐ฐ ๐ค๐ณ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฑ๐บ? It ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ญ๐ฅ๐ฏ'๐ต ๐ฉ๐ข๐ท๐ฆ ๐ค๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ง๐ข๐ณ ๐ช๐ง ๐ช๐ต ๐ธ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ฏ'๐ต ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ด๐ต๐ถ๐ฑ๐ช๐ฅ ๐๐ถ๐ค๐ข๐ด ๐ข๐ด๐ฌ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ถ๐ด ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ต ๐ต๐ข๐ฌ๐ฆ ๐ข๐ฏ๐บ ๐ข๐ค๐ต๐ช๐ฐ๐ฏ. ๐ ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ญ๐ฅ'๐ท๐ฆ ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ฑ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ต๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ฎ ๐ฃ๐บ ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ธ ๐ฃ๐ถ๐ต ๐ฏ๐ฐ, ๐ ๐ฉ๐ข๐ฅ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ญ๐ช๐ด๐ต๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ฉ๐ช๐ฎ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐จ๐ฆ๐ต ๐ฎ๐บ๐ด๐ฆ๐ญ๐ง ๐ช๐ฏ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ด๐ช๐ต๐ถ๐ข๐ต๐ช๐ฐ๐ฏ.'
He couldn't stop thinking nonsense and a bunch of 'what if's in his head. Anyways, he had to face this. So after the flight took off, he waited for a few minutes before he gathered up all the courage left in him to take a look at the woman beside him.
To his surprise, she was not asleep anymore but was typing something on her laptop and just attended a call and spoke in some unknown language- unknown for him at least.
Before he realized he was staring, the woman caught him off guard and cocked an eyebrow. He quickly looked away but soon after he felt someone prodding his shoulder. He flinched but looked at the person anyway.
"Have you seen this guy before?" She asked, not wanting to beat around the bush.
He looked into the screen she showed him and couldn't recognize the person displayed in it so he nodded as a response.
"Well, if you ever do, then make sure to stay away from him and get out of wherever you are at once and reach a place you think is safe." She turned the screen back towards herself and continued typing.
'๐๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ช๐ด ๐ด๐ฐ ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ต ๐ฐ๐ฌ๐ข๐บ, ๐ฃ๐ถ๐ต ๐ช๐ต'๐ด ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ธ ๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ท๐ฆ๐ณ.' He thought before he finally chose to speak up.
"You realize you're gonna be in big trouble for this, don't you?" he made sure no one else but the one beside him could hear that.
"Huh?" She turned her gaze at him, "No. I'm pretty sure I won't be in any kind of trouble." She stated, before facing her laptop again, "If anything, you and your friends are the ones who are in trouble now."
The more this woman spoke, the more questions he got than answers.
"What do you mean?"
"You'll know." She said and held out her hand towards him, "Give me your phone, please." She decided to be polite but the man had to get her mad.
"No. You're not getting anything from me." He stood up, ready to go and get the woman busted.
"You're gonna be noticed. I think it's best for both you and me if you sit down." She smiled.
Whatever this woman did got him creeped out. So he decided to sit down trying his best to look calm but was noticed by one of his members.
"Now that's better. Where was I? Ah, your phone." She held out her hand again.
'๐๐ฐ, ๐ฏ๐ฐ, ๐ฏ๐ฐ, ๐ฏo, n๐ฐ, ๐ฏ๐ฐ, ๐ฏ๐ฐ!!' He quietly handed his phone to her, '๐๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ญ๐ญ ๐ข๐ฎ ๐ ๐ฅ๐ฐ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ? ๐๐ฆ๐ณ๐ช๐ฐ๐ถ๐ด๐ญ๐บ ๐๐ช๐ข๐ฎ? ๐ ๐ฐ๐ถ'๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ฅ๐ช๐จ๐จ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ ๐ฐ๐ธ๐ฏ ๐จ๐ณ๐ข๐ท๐ฆ ๐ณ๐ช๐จ๐ฉ๐ต ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฆ.' He began to regret his actions right away.
Amelia looked at his phone and noticed that he got a text message. Not wanting to invade any privacy, she handed it back to him.
"You just received a message."
He quietly took his phone back, ready to text anyone about the situation he's in right now since he couldn't stand being ordered by a stranger he'd unfortunately faced before.
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๐๐ฎ๐๐๐ฌ:
๐๐ซ๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐จ๐ค๐๐ฒ?
๐๐ข๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฃ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ญ๐ซ๐ฒ ๐ฒ๐๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐๐ญ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ฆ๐๐ง ๐๐๐ฌ๐ข๐๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ?
๐๐ฌ ๐๐ฏ๐r๐ฒr๐ก๐ข๐ง๐ ๐๐ฅ๐ซ๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ?
๐๐ข๐๐ฆ:
๐๐จ๐ฉ๐.
๐'๐ฆ ๐ง๐จ๐ญ ๐จ๐ค๐๐ฒ, ๐ก๐๐ฏ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ ๐ฌ๐๐๐ญ ๐๐๐ฌ๐ข๐๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ฆ๐๐ง ๐ข๐ฌ๐ง'๐ญ ๐จ๐ค๐๐ฒ. ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ข๐ฌ ๐จ๐ค๐๐ฒ!!
๐๐ฎ๐๐๐ฌ:
๐๐ญ๐ก ๐๐ฎ๐๐?
๐๐จ๐ฎ'๐ซ๐ ๐ ๐๐ญ๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฆ๐ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ซ๐ซ๐ข๐๐, ๐๐จ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฐ๐๐ง๐ญ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฌ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐๐ก ๐ฌ๐๐๐ญ๐ฌ ๐ข๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ญ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ฆ๐๐ค๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐๐๐๐ฅ ๐๐ง๐ฒ ๐๐๐ญ๐ญ๐๐ซ?
๐๐ง๐ ๐ฐ๐ก๐๐ญ'๐ฌ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ญ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ฆ๐๐ง? ๐๐จ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐ค ๐ฌ๐ก๐'๐ฌ ๐ ๐๐๐ง ๐จ๐ซ ๐ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐๐ฅ๐ค๐๐ซ?
๐๐จ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฐ๐๐ง๐ญ ๐ฆ๐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ข๐ง๐๐จ๐ซm ๐๐ง๐ฒb๐จ๐๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ ๐๐๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ข๐ญ?
๐๐ข๐๐ฆ: ๐๐จ, ๐ง๐จ, ๐๐ง๐ ๐ง๐จ! ๐'๐ฆ ๐ง๐จ๐ญ ๐ฌ๐จ ๐๐ซ๐ฎ๐๐ฅ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฅ๐๐ญ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฌ๐ข๐ญ ๐ก๐๐ซ๐ ๐๐ง๐ ๐ ๐๐จ๐ง'๐ญ ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐ค ๐ข๐ญ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐๐ง'๐ญ ๐ฅ๐จ๐จ๐ค ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ฉ๐ข๐๐ข๐จ๐ฎ๐ฌ ๐ข๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐๐จ ๐ญ๐จ๐จ.
๐๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ฆ๐๐ง ๐ข๐ฌ ๐ง๐จ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐๐ฅ๐ค๐๐ซ, ๐ฌ๐ก๐'๐ฌ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ซ๐ฌ๐!
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Lucas just hoped it wasn't what he thought it was.
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๐๐ฎ๐๐๐ฌ:
๐๐จ๐ง'๐ญ ๐ญ๐๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ฆ๐|
๐๐ข๐๐ฆ:
๐๐ญ'๐ฌ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ฆ๐๐ง ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ ๐ฎ๐ง๐ฌ ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ญ ๐๐ซ๐จ๐ค๐ ๐ข๐ง๐ญ๐จ ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ฏ๐๐ง ๐ฒ๐๐ฌ๐ญ๐๐ซ๐๐๐ฒ!!
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"Are you done complaining?" Amelia spoke up, "I haven't got all day here."
Again, whatever this woman did creeped him out.
'... ๐๐ฉ๐ข- ๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ธ ๐ฅ๐ฐ๐ฆ๐ด ๐ด๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฌ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ธ?! ๐๐ช๐ฅ ๐ด๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ซ๐ถ๐ด๐ต ๐จ๐ถ๐ฆ๐ด๐ด? ๐๐ณ ๐ฉ๐ข๐ด ๐ด๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฅ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ฎ๐บ ๐ต๐ฆ๐น๐ต๐ด?!' He wondered, totally shocked.
"I swear to god this is the first time I've sighed so much in a couple of hours." She sighed out of frustration, "Listen, I get that whatever is going on will be too much to take in at the moment but I need you to cooperate with me for your own good."
"I'm sorry, but may I know who you are to tell me what is and what isn't good for me?"
"You'll know sooner or later," She turned back to face her laptop, "but if you don't cooperate you'll be the one to lose your life." She exaggerated.
And it went on for about 30 minutes until Amelia gained some of his trust.
It wasn't only Liam, Lucas, or Amelia who was having a hard time the whole flight. Hope we all remember the poor soul named Ian seated in there.
The flight was so not pleasant for anyone that they were all ready to run out the door once they were informed about the landing.
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"Finally out of that nightmare," Amelia spoke as she dragged her suitcase on their way out of the Airport.
"Nightmare? Was it that bad to have a seat beside the super handsome Liam Johnson?" Evelyn who surprisingly seemed to be in a very good frame of mind nudged the elder as she looked around the place, observing everything she could being the little Monkey she is.
"What are you looking at? Never been outside an Airport before?" Amelia raised an eyebrow at her friend. She knew for sure that it wasn't the first time outside an Airport for them who'd been traveling for almost all their life.
"You know it isn't, but it is the first time for me in so long in New York. Who knew I'd get to visit my hometown only after I'm as old as a Dinosaur?"
"You're exaggerating."
"What about you, how do you feel to be back? You grew up here didn't you?"
Suddenly, Amelia felt like she was hit by a truck of memories leaving her silent, not answering the woman beside her who had an excited wide smile, waiting for an answer.
"Hey, why ain't you answering me?" Evelyn said as she pricked Amelia's cheek, "Being back after so long, you really feel to say nothing?"
Amelia finally snapped back to reality. Nodding, she looked in front of them to say one word, "Home."
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It has been a day since their flight back to New York and the always simling James has been seeing illusions of the women with the guns almost all over the dorm.
Sighing, he plopped himself down the chair taking a bite out of the sandwich in his hand.
"Somebody seems to be having a good start." He heard Patrick comment on his state.
Looking up, he found the blond-haired who leaned onto the door-frame walk towards him.
"You say that to someone who's been haunted by hallucinations all day?" He rolled his eyes at the other.
"I've been wanting to ask you, how bad are they?" He referred to the other's illusions, "I've never seen any before."
"Worse than you could imagine! Tell you what, how do you think it is to see some random woman in front of you when you're about to take a shower?"
Patrick's eyes widened to hear him say something like that.
"So you weren't joking when you said you see them 'everywhere'." He tried his best to hold back his laughter, "Whatever, Ian said that Lucas had something important to talk about and he asked everyone to get to the living room so I just came to get you there."
"Alright, go ahead, I'll be there." he stood up from the chair and followed Patrick.
They both headed outside the room.
Suddenly, Patrick stopped in his tracks as they approached the living room.
"What's up with you?" James asked the boy who looked like he just witnessed a murder.
"...I-I think I know how it is to see illusions..."
"What are you-" He said, turning towards the direction the other seemed to be staring at. And there he saw, the faces he'd wished to never see again.
"There you are, cute boy! We were waiting for you~"