Rydel was awoken by a drip of water on her cheek. Her eyes fluttered open, revealing a rusty, cracked ceiling into her blurry sight. She blinked a few times, trying to clear up her line of sight. Once she could see clearly again, she sat up, and looked around. Her heart was beating fast in her chest, as she surveyed her unfamiliar surroundings. She stood up, leaning her hand on the wall as she regained balance. Her legs were weak, and she felt a great deal of pain coming from the back of her head. She heard a door opening behind her, and she turned around only to feel a sharp pain in her forehead, and her world went black again.


Riker sprang up in the middle bunk of the bunker in the 'R5' tour bus, bumping his head on the top of the bunk, sweat dripping down his forehead. He heard a groan from Ross above him, but it hadn't woken him up. Damn boy could sleep through anything. Riker rubbed his head, laying back down on his back, with a sigh. "Just a nightmare..." He muttered, before swinging his legs out and quietly crawling out of his bunk. He knocked quietly on the wood at the head of Rydel's bunk, and pulled the curtain to the side, to check on her. His eyes widened as he saw an empty bed in front of him. He stood up completely, tearing the curtain in front of Ratliff's bunk to the right, and shaking him awake.

"Huh..." A groggy Ratliff rolled over, and looked at Riker, obviously confused.

"Bro, have you seen Rydel?"

"Uh... She should still be asleep. That's where I saw her last." Riker was once again filled with panic. If Ratliff, who slept above her and was a light sleeper, didn't know where she was, maybe nobody did. He tried to calm himself down, to no avail. Maybe she couldn't sleep and... and she just went for a walk. And on her walk, somebody hurt her. Stop it, Riker, stop it. She's fine. Rydel is fine. She has to be. He sighed, and walked towards the tour bus door, opening it up and taking a step out into the biting cold air.