Hey folks! Thanks for the CnC, it means a lot to me! So without further ado, here is the second chapter.
Artemis sat in the corner of the walls, pondering his escape. N01 shifted uncomfortably and said:
"Erm, at least you can't die in here."
"Thanks. Really comforting knowing I'll be here, living out my days in the corner of a fairy with the vocabulary of a guinea pig's mind."
"Tea?" A pot of tea appeared out of thin air.
"How did you do that?"
"Well, Artemis, this is just inside your head. We can do anything in here."
"Is that so?"
Artemis started to concentrate. Suddenly, the bleak white box unfolded to reveal a void of a mind, sparks shooting everywhere, ideas floating past in the pitch black.
"I should have thought of that."
"No need, N01, I'm the one who does the thinking around here." N01's usually gray skin turned a tiny bit redder. Why, he thought, does Artemis get more evil as he gets more lucid? Artemis was about to step into the void.
"Wait! Don't go! It's dangerous!"
"What do you mean? It's my own head?"
He stepped out of the confines of the floating white floor and instantly, Jon Spiro stepped out of the dark.
"Hello, kid. Time for my revenge. You see, I sat in my prison, waiting for years, now I'm finally gonna kill you."
N01 sighed, and Artemis leapt back, his face that of a cornered animal.
"Don't worry Artemis, he's only a product of your imagination. You can do anything you want in here, and your base instincts are going on overdrive. You don't need to fear him."
"N01, if you haven't noticed, he is about to kill me!"
"Just think happy thoughts."
Jon Spiro pulled the trigger, as in slow motion. Artemis winced, and braced himself for the shot. Click. Flowers sprouted out of Spiro's gun. Artemis decided to risk a glance. He actually chuckled.
"The great Jon Spiro, shooting me with a gun that shoots flowers. Oh man, I can't believe I was scared of-"
"Artemis! Don't be relieved yet! Keep concentrating!" N01 managed to scream.
As if a movie played in reverse, the flowers contracted back into the gun Jon was holding, Spiro released the trigger, then somebody hit play again. Jon Spiro pulled the trigger, and this time a bullet came out. And it was headed straight for Artemis.