Chapter One
104 Hours 23 minutes
His hand, gentle against her skin. 'I shouldn't be doing this!' Astrid thought, but she couldn't stop herself. It had been one year since the FAYZ wall had come down, and yet, things still were not back to normal. There were still pictures of the FAYZ, pictures of bodies, TV documentaries with FAYZ survivors, T-Shirts with 'I love the FAYZ'! The whole world had gone mad. Didn't they realise that they were real people. They went through real torture over that year. Why didn't they understand?
It had been about 7 months since Astrid and Sam had gotten a flat together and invited Diana to live with them. Once, such a long time ago, in a different universe, Astrid disliked Diana immensely, but now, they were more like sisters than enemies or friends.
Her thoughts went back to her and Sam in bed. When had they started making love together? She couldn't remember, but from that point on, they had never left each other's side for more than a day. They were inseparable. He loved the feel of her touch on his chest, and she loved his touch against her body. She couldn't think of a world without him, yet she would have said that two years ago, before the FAYZ came, and yet she had survived. She had been hurt, she had been tortured, but she had survived. With Sam. Sam hadn't gone to jail, and nor did any of the others, but they were all still in Hell. The memory of Brianna's body, a chest without a heart, was still fresh in her head. The image of all the children being eaten by the Coyotes, still sickened her, but most of all, the image of Drake, whipping her, skinning her alive, hurting her, brought tears to her eyes. She blinked them away before Sam saw her crying. 'Why did this happen?' She asked
'What?' Sam answered. He was confused about the question, but he knew, deep down he knew, what she was asking. 'The FAYZ. Why did it happen? Why was it a four-year-old autistic boy, who was my brother, who had the power to create the FAYZ? Why wasn't it you, or me, of Brianna, Dekka, Lana? Why not Caine, or Diana? Why Peter? Why little Pete? My brother.' The question startled Sam.
' Because he had the power for great, but he didn't know how to use it to hurt,' He said simply.
'But he did. He did hurt. He hurt everyone who was killed. He hurt everyone who lost someone. He hurt you, he hurt me,' She said. Sam did not have an answer for this. After that, they just sat quietly, thinking about the question, thinking about everyone who had died. Sam, thinking it was all his fault, that he didn't do anything to save them because he was scared, and his fear had cost how many lives? It all started when the grown-ups had disappeared. Had 'Poofed', Had simply Gone. They came the Hunger, and he didn't stop that. The Lies of the FAYZ, the Lies of his past. The Plague came, and he didn't stop that. Oh no, not that. Even more dead children, because he didn't stop it. The Fear rose as the lights went off, and yet, the master of light, the great, powerful, Hero of the FAYZ Sam Temple, couldn't create light. Another Fail. Then came the Light. The great fire. And still, he didn't save anyone. Hundreds of children, dead, because he was afraid. What a looser. He couldn't even save a few measly children from a fire.
Astrid on the other hand was thinking about her. How she had absent-mindedly chucked her own brother, Little Pete, from a window to the bugs, to his death, and yet, it had not stopped the FAYZ.
Astrid swung her legs off the bed and got up. She walked on shaky legs towards the bathroom. She looked at a face in the mirror. A face, so gentle, so innocent, with locks of Blond hair, and stabbing blue eyes. Something shifted in the background. Astrid spun around, only to be faced with a shut door. Something or someone was here watching her. Drake? She did not know whether Sam had killed Drake. They had decided, unofficially, to stay off that subject. 'Sam!' Astrid called. Sam came rushing into the bathroom where he found a wide-eyed Astrid. 'What? What is it?' He asked, getting more nervous now.
'Did you kill Drake?' She asked bluntly.
'What?' He asked, obviously taken aback by the bluntness of the question.
'Simple, did you kill Drake?' She asked again.
'Erm, yes. His head fell off the body when the FAYZ wall came down. Why do you ask?' He said, feeling his stomach churn as he asked the question.
'I saw something behind me when I looked in the mirror. I don not know what it is, but what ever it is, it has been watching us.' Sam's breath caught in his throat.
Chapter Two
95 Hours 0 Minutes
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