MC's grip on his arm tightened as he turned the door handle.

It didn't make him feel any better. What would happen to her if he blacked out? Would Saeran come back and hurt her? Would the game end? If it did... what would happen to the RFA...?

Seven inhaled deeply before he pushed the door open. He was still there, completely fine, and she was still there, completely fine. Well, physically anyway.

"Okay, let's go." He said.

"Wait!" She pulled on his arm. "What if you black out when you leave?"

He chuckled. "It only happens when I turn the handle. If it doesn't happen then, then I'm fine. Now, come on. Let's go."

"Okay..."

It was strange seeing her like that. Before everything happened, she was happy and fine. She was supposedly an avatar in a game, and the real her was sitting on her phone. Another thing he wondered was, if MC loved him, was it fake? Were the words she ever said to anybody real, or were they programmed?

"To be honest, I'm using an app that only lets me say programmed things." That's what she told Zen, and it was proven to be true. Or was it...?

They finally got to his car, which was littered with empty bags of Honey Buddha Chips and PHD Pepper cans. There were some on the passenger's side that he tossed in the back and she slowly sat down. He made sure that she was settled and buckled before he drove off.

He'd catch himself dozing off and almost driving off of the road. So many things were racing through his head. None of these things had happened before on previous weeks. Was it new this time because... she finally loved him?

~

Even as they were walking up to the gate, she was still trembling. It broke his heart. He entered the numerous codes he had and after what seemed like forever, they were finally inside.

Vanderwood hadn't been by in a while, so the place was a mess. At his computer though, he left a note.

"When you wake up, get back to work. I don't know what the hell happened, but you can't be late on the deadline. You know what they'll do."

Seven sighed. "Of course. With all of this going on, I forgot about my work." He looked down at MC who was scanning the house.

"You can sit here for a bit while I get my things together. Then we'll head back to Ri... the apartment..." He didn't want to say her name anymore.

"Okay..." Her voice was so quiet that he could barely hear her. "Actually, don't you need to get your equipment from here? I'll only be in the way. I'll just sit on the couch..."

"No, the couch is a mess just like my car. You can wait in my room if you really want to."

"Thank you, Seven."

He pointed her in the right direction and he could hear the door open.

He sighed and started to gather up his things. As he was doing so, he checked the CCTV to see if anyone broke in again. Luckily, no one did.

He packed his laptop, his chords, and everything else that he would need.

Yes, there were still some questions left unanswered about his life, but the most important part was making sure that MC was safe.

"MC, I'm ready to go. Come on." He called.

She didn't answer.

"MC? Are you okay?"

He walked to his bedroom to see her passed out on the bed and bleeding from the nose.