Chapter 2: Joker card

The next morning came faster than Gilbert would have ever liked. He yawned as he stretched, and got out of bed. Gilbird flew around his head chirping, and then again nested in his bed hair. "How about we go check, how our guest is doing?" the little bird chirped in agreement. Gilbert walked out of his room, and down the hall to where the guest bedroom was. He knocked on the door and then opened it. To his surprise the boy was awake.

The boy was sitting on the bed looking outside the window. His back was turned to Gilbert. "Uhh, hello?" He stepped into the room. The boy turned to look at Gilbert. The boy had strange lavender colored eyes, which glinted with an emotion that Gilbert couldn't name. He also had wavy blonde locks that reached his shoulders. All in all the boy held an innocent aura to him. Gilbert had never meet anyone like him before. The boy smiled softly when he looked at Gilbert. He reached out to shake his hand as he spoke,

"Hello. This is your home I assume?" the boy's voice was quiet and soft like a floating feather. Gilbert took the boy's hand with a firm grasp, which the other returned.

"You're correct, this is my house. The names Gilbert. Now who are you kid?" Gilbert questioned.

"Pleasure to meet you Gilbert, my name's Matthew."

"Yea, don't mind me asking kid, but how did you end up in the conditions you were?" time to ask the tuff questions, Gilbert was curious to know why the kid was hurt and who hurt him.

Matthew tilted his head in confusion. What was Gilbert talking about? Conditions of what? "Ahh, I'm afraid I don't know what you are asking me." Matthew told him.

Gilbert raised in eyebrow confused, did Matthew not remember what happened. "Last night I found you passed out in the snow, you were bleeding on your side. Why were you there, and not in your house? Also why were you bleeding? Matthew who hurt you?"

Matthew paled as his hand gently reached to his bandaged side. He slowly looked down and closed his eyes taking a deep breath. "You bandaged it, didn't you?" Matthew asked in a shaky voice

"Well yea, I saw you in the snow I couldn't leave you there. Then I saw your wound, so I had to help it, though you really should stop dogging my questions." Matthew clasped his hands together and smiled.

"Gilbert, I'm not dogging anything. I was just wondering if it was you who had helped me."

"Then how about you answer my questions?" Matthew once again paled, and his shoulders gave a nervous twitch as they tensed up. He bit his lip and looked to the left.

"I-I honestly don't remember what happened."

"Can't remember…"Gilbert whispered. "Then how about I take you home?" Gilbert asked. Matthew quickly shook his head and gave a sad smile. "Why not?"

Matthew sighed, "I'm afraid I don't remember where I live." Matthew shook his head quickly and placed his face in his hands. "I don't know why I can't remember." Gilbert watched as tears began to slide down Matthew's pale cheeks. His shoulder shook with each sob that he took. Why couldn't he remember? What had happened to him?

"Hey, uhh, hey. It's okay." Gilbert patted the boy on the back. He wasn't used to comforting people, this was just so new to him. "Maybe when you passed out you hit your head on something, watch you will get to remember stuff again soon." he tried to reassure Matthew. Matthew gave a shaky breath he looked up with a teary smile.

"You might just be right, thank you Gilbert."

"Matthew, umm, I don't want to make you feel bad but do you remember anything?" Gilbert asked gently looking at Matthew in his eyes.

The blond gave a thoughtful look, then nodded slowly. "I Remember my name, Matthew, but not my last." Gilbert gave a lost hope look, and he sighed. "No! I remember something else!" he told Gilbert quickly.

"What?! What do you remember?" Gilbert asked excitedly.

"A card!" Matthew told him happily. Gilbert gave Matthew a confused look. He only remembered a card…? That was strange thought Gilbert.

"Yes! I remember a joker card!"

"Joker card huh?" why did that ring a bell to him? Gilbert rubbed his chin in thought, why did that card seem so familiar? Joker card…? He only recalls that card? Card…? Gilbert's eyes widened he finally understood why it seemed so familiar!

The Killer! He left various calling cards, based on a deck of cards!

Gilbert looked at Matthew, could he have anything to do with the killer? No, Matthew seemed like an innocent kid. He shook his head, maybe the last thing Matthew did was play a card game, that's why he only remembered a card. Such a silly idea thinking he could have had anything to do with a monster.

Gilbert let out a laugh, "that's a strange thing to remember you know, but it must mean something. Maybe you will remember why later."

Matthew nodded happily, he remembered something! It wasn't such useful information, but hey it was at least something. Anything is better than nothing at this point! He had hope that he would remember everything. That was his goal. That was until his stomach began to grumble, asking for food. "Are you hungry?" Gilbert teased. Matthew blushed and nodded. "Well come on I'll make you breakfast." Gilbert began to walk towards the door until he heard a soft whimper. He turned to see Matthew trying to get out of bed. With his wound it must be painful to get out of bed.

"It hurts. I don't think I'll be able to get up." Matthew looked over at Gilbert with a worried expression.

"No biggie, I'll bring you the food. Be right back." Gilbert closed the door as he exited it. He walked down the hall and stopped, something was bugging him.

"Who are you Matthew?" he thought aloud.


Well, like I said here is chapter 2, and i'm pretty proud of it. So now we all know who that injured boy was. but we still don't know how he was injured or why... I also wanted to say thank you to the wonderful people who favorite/followed/reviewed. I hope you enjoyed this chapter.