A/N: Wait...two chapters in one day?! What is this?! It's me making it up to you. I'm not done yet though - two more are still to come! Have fun! :)

Chapter 7

(Nico's POV)

The door slammed shut at my heels. I immediately regretted this decision. I cleared my throat and tested the mic.

"Doctor? Bianca?" I managed to mutter. There was a crackling sound and a small voice replied, "Loud and clear, Nico." Bianca. God. I missed her voice already.

"Yes, I can hear you, Nico." The Doctor's speech was crackling, as if the mic was breaking up.

I looked around the room.

It was a large, black room with a grey carpet. Swords hung like paintings on the walls. Shelves were filled with skulls. The one that caught my eye the most was one with an arrow straight through the eye. Amazing. Suddenly the floor dropped, and I was surrounded in sky. I screamed in shock.

"Nico?!" Bianca yelped. I forgot my mic was still on.

"I'm...I'm fine..." I sighed, breathing heavily. I was not fine. I am absolutely terrified of flying, almost as much as-

Lightning struck behind me. I screamed again, making Bianca yell for heart was pounding as I plummeted towards the ground. Just before I hit the ground, I halted in midair before collapsing on the ground. Footsteps approached me and stopped in front of my face.

"Nico?" The voice rang clear and true in my ears. Bianca.

"Bianca? What are you doing here?" I whimpered. The mic fizzed.

"Nico? What are you talking about?" The voice on the other side of the mic said. I didn't know who to trust.

"Bianca," I murmured. I reached out for Bianca. All of a sudden, her beautiful face flickered like a rippling stream. Her face reanimated into the face of a doctor. Gasping, I picked myself off the floor, realising I was back in the original room. I pulled one of the swords off the display and swung it at the doctor's head.

SLUMP.

The doctor's head came rolling at my feet, and a golden liquid was all over the floor. Reluctantly, I walked towards the liquid. After touching it, a sparkly golden gas surrounded my face. I yelped, wafting it away. The gas animated into the figure of a ghost, still golden. It had long, curly fingers similar to fishing hooks. It had a voice like silk, like it was attempting to lure me in. It sounded like Piper's charm-speak, but not as strong.

"What...what are you?" Nico whispered.

"We feed on your memories rather than your bones," The monster hushed.

I wasn't gonna let them get to me that easily. I ran for a door to the left of the original exit. It was purple and black stripes.

Bianca's room.

A scream erupted from the room behind the door and rang into my mic. Someone - either near me or near Bianca or the Doctor - was screaming.

That was when my thoughts took over.

Bianca.

I didn't hesitate. I twisted and turned the door handle but to no avail. I hit the door as hard as my fists could take.

"BIANCA!" I screamed down my mic. I grabbed my sword and swung it at the door. It produced a small dent in the door, which didn't do much good to anyone.

"Doctor!" I yelled. If I couldn't get us out, he better be able to.

"What's going on?" The Doctor mumbled back.

"Bianca..." Silence fell in the room. A large bang proceeded, followed by the door in front of me falling to pieces. The Doctor, drenched in the golden liquid of the needles. Bianca was led behind him, clutching her arm in pain.

"We need to go," The Doctor growled.

"Is...Bianca..."

"We need to go," The Doctor repeated. He clutched my arms tight. "She got injected."