I stepped carefully toward his violently shuddering body. He shrunk back when I placed my long-fingered hand on his shoulder. I felt like curling up into a ball next to him and dying, but I decided to hide it and stay strong for Felix. I braced my expression against emotion and lowered myself to his level.
We stayed there long enough for him to slowly cease his melody of pain and drift off into a fitful state of unconsciousness on the cold floor.
Glancing at Marzia, I knew we couldn't stay here. Felix wouldn't be able to handle waking up to her.
One thing I learned from the Walking Dead is to always keep moving if there's something after you. So, with much maneuvering, I hoisted Felix up and carried him bridal-style out of the area.
I walked down the hallway; continuing on away from the room I had awoken in. Though I tried to silence them, my feet echoed dangerously loud as they padded across stone. Felix's extra weight definitely didn't help either.
The hallway was long. Let me rephrase that; the hallway was ENDLESS. If you sat in one place and squinted as hard as you could with a telescope, no sort of wall, door, or end of any kind was visible. Eventually, I was forced to stop and lean against the wall. My legs were excessively sore from the long traipse with Felix's sleeping dead-weight and I was experiencing a migraine from attempting to process where we were and the constant sense of paranoia of being watched.
I sank to the dusty stone floor after laying Felix down beside me and caught my breath. Once I did, it was silent, as if I had just put on some of those epic Deadmau5 sound-canceling headphones and held them down. Not even rats could be heard.
"Hello?" I tried to call into the hush, but nothing emitted. I clapped once, causing no disturbance. Was I deaf? What was wrong with me? To see if it was the atmosphere, and not just me, I leaned down to Felix's ear and began a string of familiar quotes and references.
(A/N: If you get all these, reader, you are awesome! I seriously doubt you'll get ALL of them. Sorry.)
" 'Everybody's pregnant!' " I began. Receiving no response, I resumed. 'Would ya like to buy my shoes, mate?' Time lords! 'The trees are fapping at me!' 'Hey, Cry. -What? -Guess what. -What? –Did you know that they're making an Amnesia 2?' 'What do we burn besides witches? More witches!' 'Thoki is weird, but they're technically not related.' 'It's over 9000!' 'Did you just birth a baby?' 'The Seven Sisters of Purgatory made in USA? Pfft.' 'Oh lord, bless this thy hand grenade.' 'When the fuck did we get ice cream?' 'I'm in the Pen-15 club!' 'People oughta think about how bad pot can be for you especially at dinner tables.' 'I walk into my cat, trip over my dog.' 'Majestic silver unicorn!' 'You could have a terminal illness!' 'Teleporting, teleporting, teleporting fat guy!' 'Stop with the double negatives; they confuse her.' 'I like bananas; bananas are good.' 'Bout tree-fiddy.' Ugh…"
Aside from how much fun I had, none of it made any sound. Felix didn't stir a bit. I was growing more panicked each second, until I felt a stab on my neck, like from a needle, and passed out.
I awoke to the sound of someone trying to catch a signal on a radio. It was a relief to actually hear something. I was lying on a long, rectangular wooden table, which was loaded with food. Half-eaten turkeys, fruits, salads, pork, ham, and a million little tarts were littered across the surface of it. I was in the midst of the clutter of goods in a clear space, spread-eagle on my back. I attempted to swing my legs over the edge of the table to get up, but I was jerked back by cuffs on my hand and feet that forbid any excessive movement.
"Felix?" I called out, arming my voice against my anxiety.
"You're awake." My eyes widened. That's certainly not Felix's voice. I struggled against my cuffs as my gaze swept over the room.
"Where the fuck is Felix?"
A girl around my age stepped where I could see her. She had dark hair down her waist and glasses with the nose bit taped up. Any sane person could tell she'd been through a lot. Scars (open and healed) lined her arms, neck, and face. She had a mysterious look to her, like you had no idea what she was capable of.
"Felix… Before you ask who I am, before you ask where we are, you ask about him. Is he really that important?" She mused in a quiet tone.
"Where. Is. Felix."
In the background, another female voice was saying. "Is there anyone on this frequency? Hello? This is an emergency; answer us!"
The first girl glanced in the direction from which it was coming and stated, "He's in the next room. But, you wont see him unless you tell us who you are and why you're here. They're not hard questions and it's not why we're keeping you imprisoned. It's part of a bigger picture."
"And what's that?"
"Survival. We don't trust you."
"I'm Sharada Sonozaki. Felix and I don't know why we're here. We just… woke up here," I told her. It's not like the information would hurt anybody. "Now let Felix and me go."
"Okay, okay. I'll go get him."
She left the room through a doorway into another area through which I could just see the other woman messing with the whining radio. A moment later, the first woman sent Felix tumbling into the room, his hands cuffed behind his back. She dragged him over to where I laid and released me before unbinding his hands, striding out of the room, and locking us in.
"Oh, Felix." I threw my arms around him and blinked away the tears that were threatening to spill.
"Hey, Shar," He replied, weakly.
I pulled away and examined him up and down. His face was red and his eyes were puffy. "Are you okay? Did they hurt you?"
He shrugged, trying to hide the ache that plainly showed with a counterfeit smile. "T-they didn't hurt me… I—" He covered his face with his hands and made a small, muffled squeaking sound. I pulled him into another hug.
"Let it out, Felix, it's okay; let it out," I whispered tenderly into his ear as his sobs became wilder. My shoulder grew damp with his tears.
"S-s-she w-wasn't s-s-supposed to d-die…" He chocked out. "I l-loved her!" We sank to the floor. I let him vent a bit more before sobs turned into weak mewls and mewls turned to sniffles. "Gah…"
When we finally pulled apart, Felix wouldn't make eye contact.
"When is the end, Felix?" I riddled, randomly.
Felix continued to avoid my eyes.
"I don't know, when?" He sounded like a pouting child. This thought made me smile.
"I have no idea, but it's not now. I'm sorry about everything, Felix, but if we want to survive and get through this, we're going to have to push past things." By now he was staring me full in the face. "Never forget about Marzia, Felix Kjellberg. Just focus on the present, for now. Okay?" He just watched me. "Okay?" I repeated.
"Okay," He echoed.
(A/N: Okay, so that's the new chapter! Who are the abductors? Why did the sound go out? Why am I asking these questions? What is a fedora? By the way, if you got all those references there in the middle, tell me. Let me know your thoughts, suggestions, and/or drunken ramblings in the reviews, and I'll see you next chapter or whateva I make. Thanks again for the review, TwiliCuckoo!)