Thanks for all the reviews (dances) took me a while to come up with this chapter, since I didn't know myself how things would turn out…oh well.

Torn: I wanna kick some shadow asses!

Daxter: Shut up, you're not awake!

Torn: You shut up, you're not even here!

Jak: 'Slaps them both' get on with the story already!

(((Chapter 3)))

"Give him to me…", a hissing voice came form the corner, and a low shuffling sound could be heard as well. Jak didn't really know what to say, the air had just spoken to him, how to react, how to react? He approached the dark corner slowly, to not make any too rushed movements.

"What are you talking about?" the blonde questioned in a voice he himself thought sounded quite tough. Once again, the blade of the knife was reflected in the light and made Jak's poor heart starting to beat in that uncomfortable way again.

"Giiive him to mee…" the voice wheezed from the corner, eyeing the elf carefully. 'Stupid boy', it probably thought. Just when Jak feared he was about to get his guts ripped out, the door upstairs burst open and footsteps came closer. Since the blonde had turned around to see how was coming, he didn't notice the knife until it fell to the floor with a ringing sound of metal. The shadow was gone and the corner was as light as snow again.

"Jak? Torn?" it was Tess. As she came in sight of Jak, he could see Daxter climbing around on her thin shoulders. "Is he alright?" he had currently forgot about Torn, all of his attention had been directed to that strange creature. What could it have meant with 'give him to me'. Did he mean Torn?

"Jak?! Earth calling Jak!" Daxter shouted and dragged him out of his thoughts.

"What?!Who?!Where?!Why?!" Jak yelled and the little ottsel covered his ears. He soon realized where he was and turned to Tess who was examining Torn. Sitting down slowly by the bed, he watched the girl taking care of the wound.

"Is he…", the words gathered in Jak's throat, as if refusing to jump out. "Is he going to be okay?" as he leaned closer when Tess muttered something, he could really see how pale and cold the older elf's skin was.

"Yes…It's not really that serious, he's just lost much blood…..", she then muttered something the two others couldn't hear. "I knew he was stressed and worried about his responsibility of the underground force, but I never thought he would try and take his life…" the sound of her voice became lower and lower as she spoke.

"What?!" Jak yelled into her face as she turned around.

"Daxter said..." the blonde girl started.

"Dax", his friend sighed loudly, smacking his forehead. "He wasn't trying to hurt himself. That monster…it was here…" Tess wrinkled her nose in worry and stared at the other elf a few seconds before speaking.

"What was here? A monster..", the way she had said it sounded so hesitating that Jak grew angry.

"That thing hurt Torn! Why won't you believe me?" he asked them both and raised to walk over to the knife. He picked it up nervously, like if it would come to life. "It looked like some kind of shadow…it demanded me to give Torn to him…" when he saw his two friends glancing at him from the other side of the room, like if he'd lost it, he went back to study the weapon closer.

"….", Tess opened her mouth to speak when suddenly, Torn sat up panting and looking around as if something had been chasing him. The three glared back at him, expecting him to speak but nothing came.

"Torn?" the girl gently touched his arm, but he looked like he was caught in some kind of trance or something. He just stared right into the air, breathing heavily, as if he didn't notice the others were there.

"Hey! Watch this!" Daxter jumped up at Tess' shoulder, sticking his tongue out. He kept doing ugly faces at Torn, but got no reaction. "How boring…" he sighed.

"Daxter…this isn't funny", Jak told the little ottsel and sat down next to him. They all jumped as the dark haired elf started shaking his head as if to get rid of something. He then quit and opened his mouth slowly. The three friends kept staring (the way people probably looks like when they're watching a scary movie and are waiting for something exciting to happen. Well, use your imagination)

"…Jak…", a hand shot out, gripping the blonde by his collar. "I can't see…"

Well, it sure will be interesting to see how Torn handles this, especially when on a dangerous mission.