It's been hours since Drew collapsed. Blair and I still have no idea what happened. We had finally begun our journey down the other side of the mountain. The weather was clear and we all felt good about the journey ahead. However, something strange happened as we reached the clearing in the valley below. Drew's head began to droop towards the ground, and he started speaking feverishly. Not a moment later, he collapsed into a lifeless heap on the ground. At first we thought he was sick, but he showed no signs of a fever. We asked ourselves if he was just tired, but his heart rate was quite fast. We put him into a comfortable position, and began to make camp. We needed to make a fire.

Astra sat quietly on the other side of the fire. She looked downward and showed hardly any emotion but sadness. She kind of pissed me off. Why was she so close to Drew? I was his original friend, so why in the hell should she be closer to him? It just doesn't make sense to me. Perhaps Drew just doesn't like me? I should try to be more feminine. Should I have to change for him? No, right? I'm not quite sure.

The two of them eventually went to sleep, and watching Drew for hours on end; just so they could see the occasional tensing of muscles in his face. However, before they went to sleep, they noted the strange symbol on his hand one last time.

There is a long, dark hallway. There appears to be a white door at the end of it. As I approached it, the lights on the wall began to shine. This gave the room an eerie glow. The carpeting on the floor was very descriptive, and violent. Scenes of small children having the extremities devoured by gruesome and evil wolves, parents throwing their children off of bridges, the blood of the innocent being drank by the wealthy and greedy, etc. The scenes were never constant; they rapidly changed into other forms of violent depictions. The door was close enough that I could see its age. The door's paint was beginning to fade and peel, and there was numerous chunks missing from the door. I heard something fall to the ground behind the door.

Upon opening the door, I saw someone lying in the bath tub. He had an indescribable face, and appeared to be crying. The thick hair fell over his face. Who is this?

I woke up gasping for air. I looked around, and saw Astra asleep on the other side of the dwindling fire. However, Blair was not asleep. She was awake, lying right next to me. Her face was filled with fear and anxiety. I looked into her eyes. They shone with an awe-inspiring beauty. I couldn't help but stare into them, and she looked away embarrassedly. "I… I was worried about you."

I put my arms around her, and pressed her head into my chest, "Do not worry, I was fine. I will always be fine." Her breathing became less erratic, and she calmed down. I closed my eyes and rested there for a few minutes. In that silent moment, I felt the warmth of her lips against mine.

I'm glad that Drew was finally awake again. But, something is bothering me. I think something happened between him and Blair. Drew continues to simply walk on the far right of me, while whistling and watching the ground. On the other hand, Blair is on the far left of me, walking nonchalantly with a stupid grin on her face. Then there's me: the person in the middle that has no clue what the hell is going on.

The environment around us changed gradually as we marched on. The sun began to finally shine with its full intensity, and the temperature finally rose to its normal range, if not higher. We met a few Pokémon here and there, none of which knew about the wise being. The sky was completely clear, and not a single cloud could be seen on the horizon. The hills gradually became flatter, and trees were scarce things. Soon enough, we stopped to make camp. This time, Blair and I went to gather firewood instead of Drew and one of us. Mainly because we think he needs to rest after what happened; but also because I'm calling Blair out.

"So, did anything happen between the two of you?" I asked her.

She grew flustered and responded, "What!? No! Of course not!"

"Oh really? That's nice to hear." I replied, "Well, I know you're lying."

"…we only kissed." I grew slightly angry at this remark, and also jealous.

"Only kissed!?" Okay, I was a lot more jealous than I thought.

"Well, yeah! Isn't it normal to kiss the person you…" She cut herself off, and we sat there a few moments in silence.

"Look," I finally spoke, "How about we have fair competition for Drew? Alright?"

"…Fine, but don't expect me to lose that easily."

EDT: I know. Lips, beak, whatever. Leave Reviews, all that jazz. Also, this last week has been chaotic as fuck. I went to Florida unexpectedly. Anyways, that's my reason for no chapters recently. Anyways, you all have a good one! Also, it would really help me if you told any of your friends about this. Well, ones that are into this kind of stuff. You don't have to, but if you can… you get the idea.