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Chapter 5: Shattered Glass
(Tim's POV)
After a few weeks, I began seeing them. The two people watching me. The faceless man and the hooded boy with the black mask. Were these… Who Brian was talking about? He had never talked about the boy with the black mask before… Only the faceless man… But… I… I didn't like it… I wanted Brian… I wished I could have him but… I knew there was no chance that I'd ever have him back... It was the masked boy that I saw mostly. He'd be sitting in a tree or leaning against a wall. But he'd always be watching me... It felt odd… Not with dangerous intent like the faceless man… But more… I don't know… Different... But I felt like they wanted something from me... I didn't know what, but I didn't want to give it to them.
I awoke to a slight breeze in my room, brushing my skin causing goosebumps to run up my arm, and a shiver to run down my spine. I opened my eyes slightly, closing them again when I saw who was in my room. The masked boy was sitting on my dresser, swinging his legs slightly and watching me. I jumped awake, sitting up immediately, my heart pounded in my chest. We looked at each other for a moment. He tilted his head slightly and waved. Who the hell was this and why was he in my room. I raised my hand ever so slightly and waved back. I was quite confused. The boy continued to look at me. Then he pulled out a piece of paper and a sharpie and began writing. I looked over at him curiously. A familiar aura was around him. I felt like I should know him... The boy showed me the paper. 'Master wants you to join him' was written in messy handwriting on in.
Anger and defiance flared in me "hell no!" I snarled. The boy's shoulders slumped slightly. He began writing again. 'You'll die if you don't... the sickness will get to you and you will die.' "Why should I care!? The one person who I cared about most in the world is gone! I don't need to live!" I snarled, feeling tears fall down my cheeks as I thought of Brian. The boy stared at him for a long time. 'Brian is not dead... he is alive and you will see him again.' He wrote. "You're lying!" I snarled getting out of bed, tears in my eyes. 'I'm not. You will see him again.' "Who the hell are you?" I snapped. The boy crumpled up the paper, throwing it away.
"I am Hoodie." He said in a slightly robotic sounding voice. But the voice was familiar. I stood up and walked over to him, feeling the carpet beneath my feet. He looked down at me from his perch on my dresser, his head tilted curiously. I reached to take his mask from his face, it had two red dots for eyes and a red frown. Right before my hand touched his mask, his black gloved hand caught my wrist in an iron grip. "Don't." He said softly. I grabbed his wrist and pulled him down from the perch and went for it with my other hand. His other hand grabbed my wrist. "You can't. Not until you join master." I twisted my wrists so that I had his wrists. Hoodie pulled out of my grip, moving away from me. But I pursued him. I wanted, no needed to know who this man was. Without warning, he turned and began running out of the room. I ran after him he was fast… But I could still catch up to him. I caught up to him in the living room, catching him. But he escaped from my grasp again, heading for the window. I ran after him, I went to grab him, but before I could, I felt my stomach lurch as I tripped on my own foot and I fell, my hands pressing against his back, I felt him slip out of my grasp and I saw him crash through the glass of the window. I got up quickly and looked through, seeing him hit the ground. Shattered glass was spread around him, the shards cutting into his unmoving body.
I needed to see who this was... I quickly pulled on my jacket and sneakers, running out of my apartment and heading outside. I walked up to Hoodie's body, kneeling down beside him. He wasn't moving… Was he dead? I grasped his mask and removed it. Perfect full lips were ever so slightly open, a small nose pointed upwards ever so slightly, his face was pale and had the look of porcelain. Black hair fell in front of his face. My eyes widened, my hands dropping the mask. Brian...?
"No… NO! Brian!" I cried, tears running down my cheeks, my heart cracked in half and disintegrated and I lifted his limp body into my arms and hugged him close. His body was limp in my arms. What have I done?! "I'm so sorry Brian…" I croaked, hugging him to my chest. Emotions swam in my mind. Grief, confusion, regret. Why…. WHY! I cried mentally… I wished I hadn't went for his mask. This was all my fault... all my fault... I looked up slightly, seeing the faceless man in the distance. Why had Brian been with him... was this the 'master' he had been referring to? I held him closer. I couldn't keep staring at the faceless man... the more I did, the more my head hurt. The more blurry my vision became. "I'll join you… Just save Brian…" I whispered to him. Then... everything went black.