-S-Stephano!? – Pewdie exclaimed looking down at the golden statue.
-Who were you expecting?
-I…how can you be here? How can you talk? What is going on here?
-Calm down you idiot! You are attracting too much attention! Haven't you learned anything from me?
-I-I'm sorry!-Pewdie stuttered.
-Are you going to pick me up or you just gonna keep staring at me!?- Stephano shouted way too loudly but Pewdie knew better than to point this out.
He leaned down and picked the statue up from the ground. Now that he was through his first shock he realized something…
-Stephano…aren't you supposed to exist only in Amnesia? – he asked.
-What the hell are you talking about Pewdie? We are in Amnesia!
-That's impossible… - Pewdie thought out loud.
-Yes like talking statues and chairs. Welcome to Amnesia, Pewdiepie!
-But if we're in Amnesia then where is , and…and Piggeh?
-They should be around here somewhere I…
-Ouch! – Pewdie suddenly heard Cry's voice. In his surprise that he found Stephano he had completely forgotten that Cry was also there. He rushed over to his friend who sat down on the bed looking really pale.
-Cry what's wrong? – the Swede asked as he kneeled down in front of the other. He couldn't see Cry's face because of the mask but he knew that his friend wasn't okay.
-It's just a headache. I had it ever since I woke up. It should be fine I just need to sit for a while. – Cry answered supporting his head with his hands.
His voice was shaking and his whole body was shivering slightly. Pewds held his shoulders and pushed him down on the bed.
-You should rest. We need to wait until morning anyways
-O-okay. – Cry agreed, embarrassed.
Soon he could hear the other two talking quietly by the sofa. Their calming voices and the dull headache pulled him into sleep quickly.
Pewds and Stephano talked quietly for a while then decided to search the room…or more like the Swede searched the room while Stephano gave him "instructions".
Once they finished Pewdie sat down on the sofa once again, thinking.
-Hey, Stephano! – suddenly something came to his mind.
-Eh? What is it?
-Haven't you heard a poem? A poem about some dark castles, cages and a key.-Pewdie asked curiously.
-There are thousands of poems like that you idiot!- Stephano shouted.
-Sshh!- Pewdie hissed as he heard Cry shift behind him on the bed.
-Now that I think about it – the statue continued without noticing the youtuber – I think I saw a note with such a poem lying around somewhere.
-Where? – Pewdie asked, excited.
-I think it was down this hallway. We should go and check.
-But what about Cry? – the Swede voiced his concern stealing a glance at his friend.
-He'll be okay. It should be safe in this room.
-Should…- Pewdie thought out loud.
-Do you want to find that poem or not? – Stephano asked losing his patience.
-All right! Let's go!
Pewdie stood up grabbed the golden statue from the sofa and headed out the door. He looked back at Cry feeling a deep concern but he shut the door and headed down the hallway.
"It's going to be okay. I'll find the poem and we'll be out of here in no time." he thought as he walked away from the room and Cry.