Heyyo, heyyyyyyoh. Whasup? I have a question for you guys, be honest because it will have no effect on the story, but would you hate me more if I killed off Kyle or if I killed off Rythian? The fate of these characters is already set in my mind, so it won't changed just because of your answer.

Kyle knew he did not have much time; he had to get back to Rythian. But when the worn-down man had stepped into the house, and helped him inside, he couldn't say no to a safe place. The man set him down on an old looking couch.

"I'll be right back," he said, starting off into another section of the house yelling out, "Zoey! Zoey, c'mere!"

Zoey? That name struck him. Could it be the same Zoey Rythian needed to find? Kyle honestly doubted it, what were the odds that he'd just happen to stumble upon her? The man returned with a girl with fiery red hair and... a dinosaur? Kyle assumed the girl was Zoey, but who was the dinosaur? Zoey started, clearly shocked by seeing an young, injured Enderman on the couch. Well, to be fair, who wouldn't be shocked by seeing an Enderman on their couch? Let alone a small one, bleeding rather badly. The dinosaur looked at Zoey. Zoey looked at the man. The man whispered something to Zoey and Zoey immediately turned to the dinosaur.

"Tee, go get the first aid kit." The dinosaur obeyed, and was off. He partially understood what she was saying; he had a slight understanding of the human language, he just had a lot of trouble speaking it. Zoey walked right up him. Very slowly she spoke to him, "So you know what I am saying?" Kyle gave a slight nod, she obviously had to ask these trivial questions to work out a way to communicate. "Can you speak this language?" Kyle shook his head. She nodded, and turned to the dinosaur as he handed her a first aid kit. "This may pinch a bit..." but before Kyle had time to react, she was already poking a needle of God-knows-what into his arm. The world began to spin and fade.

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Kyle had no recollection of how long he'd been out; he knew his leg felt better. Not unbroken, but like it was back in the place it had to be to heal. In fact, it was. And it had a sort of cast on it, with a mushroom sticker on it. Kyle had no idea why there was a mushroom sticker, but he honestly didn't care. How long was he out? What had happened to Rythian? Was he still alive? Kyle hoped, but doubted. He looked around the room, and saw the man in the corner, reading something. He'd obviously been there to keep an eye on Kyle.

"Oh, you're awake? Hey, Zoey! He's awake!" The man yelled down the hall. Zoey, who Kyle now realized looked rather messy, came down the hall.

"How are you feeling? Oh never mind, you can't responded... Nod if you're feeling ok." She asked. Kyle nodded. He felt fine, actually. "Good, good. Now don't over work your leg, got it? It was pretty badly twisted up." Kyle nodded, noting what seemed like genuine concern for his well-being.

The man, whom Kyle still did not know the name of, stood up.

"Since he's awake now an I relinquished of my duties?"

"Yes." Zoey dismissed him. Zoey helped Kyle sit up.

"So Nilesy said there was some sort of.. problem? I mean obviously what ever happened to you is definitely a problem, but..." Kyle did his best to communicate. He pointed to the black-brick walls, then outwards.

Zoey stared for a moment. Then she mumbled a word, or maybe it was words, that Kyle had never heard of before.

"Blackrock."