"What the fuck!?" Sam screeched at the top of his lungs, dropping his phone in shock. There was a moment of silence aside from Sam's increased breathing patterns and the muffled sound from Sam's phone. The girl didn't move and neither did Sam.

After what felt like centuries to Sam, the girl tilted her head back to show her hidden face to him. She was exceptionally pale and her eyes looked clouded and empty like a doll, her filthy brown hair was draped over most of her features. "What do you want from me!?" Sam screamed at her, the silence eating at him like a corrosive virus.

She rose her hand and placed it on the window, her red palm marking the glass before she dragged her hand down. Sam soon understood she was reaching for the handle and acted fast, slamming all the locks down as quick as he could. He had barely looked away from her for a second before he returned his stare only to find Colby lunging at the window, thrusting the side of his closed fist against the glass and scaring Sam half to death.

"Colby!" Sam cried out and unlocked the door, pushing it open as Colby slid down to the floor, shaking like a leaf. "Colby?! What happened?" Sam demanded as he opened the door carefully in attempt to avoid hitting him with the door. "The girl... Where did she..." Colby dazedly murmured and Sam leaned over, ignoring the pain throbbing in his legs to grab Colby's upper arm and force him to stand with what little strength he had.

"Are you okay? What happened Colby?" Sam pulled him to sit on the very edge of the seat, Sam cramming himself to the side to let Colby have what little space he could possibly offer on the one person seat. "There... A girl... She was there... Crying..." Colby shook his head as if trying to awaken himself like so.

"What happened?"

"She... Ran?" Colby seemed unsure of himself. "I called Elton, Colby... He's on his way", Sam shook his head and suddenly remembered his phone, looking around his small space to catch sight of his mobile device. He spotted it wedged between the middle of the car and the passenger seat. Sam grumbled to himself and struggled to squeeze his hand through the small space to retrieve his phone.

"Colby, talk to me, you're all over the place", Sam gripped his friend's shoulder, seemingly startling him. "Sam... I-I..." Colby's head began drooping like he was about to pass out. "Hey! No no no! Don't sleep now you idiot! Don't leave me alone to face this again please!" Sam shook Colby while still trying to snatch his phone from its trapped confines.

"I don't feel too good man", Colby murmured as Sam finally felt his fingers brush the side of the iPhone, a weak smile reaching his lips. "Stay with me Colby", Sam exclaimed as he inched the phone to a more reachable area. "I know Sam..." Colby agreed with a tired mumble, rubbing his face with his bloodied hand, the red straining his cheeks.

"Gotcha!" Sam cried out triumphantly just as Colby's body heaved forward and he dropped to the ground on his hands and knees, vomiting painfully. "Shit! Colby!" Sam leaned forward a bit, staring at his best friend in pure worry, his eyes widening when he noticed Colby was in fact puking blood.

Sam looked at his phone and saw his call with Elton had in fact ended but there were 9 missed called coming from Elton, 2 from Amanda and 3 from Heath along with 23 unread messages scattered between those three and a few from Kat saying how funny he was. "S-Sam..." Colby whimpered to which Sam gave him his full attention, his eyebrows risen in worry.

"Is... Is that blood?" Colby leaned back and propped himself back on the car. "Don't look at it Colby, give me your hand", Sam's voice was weak and hardly convincing enough to ease both their nerves. Colby however obeyed and weakly rose his left hand, holding it by his right shoulder, allowing Sam to quickly clutch it and raise it to place a kiss on the top of his hand.

"I'm so sorry Colby..." Sam mumbled against Colby's hand. "Huh?" Colby breathed.

"If only I hadn't insisted we keep exploring after that god damn elevator! This is all my fault, I'm so sorry Colby", Sam's tears spilled over again and landed on Colby's hand, collecting blood in the droplets. "Don't start... You could never have known Sam... Shut up, I'm not in the mood for that crap", Colby shook his head.

Sam didn't stop crying however, small stifled sobs creeping from his quivering lips. It was now Colby's turn to kiss Sam's hand, his lips lingering on Sam's palm and his eyes closed slightly. They remained silent, aside from the small cries that left Sam, waiting about twenty minutes before headlights flashed from behind their car.

A wave of relief washed over the two boys as familiar voices called out their names and soon Elton was kneeling beside Colby, being sure to avoid the pool of blood near him. It all went by like a vague dream, soon Sam found himself in the backseat of Amanda's car, his head resting back on the door as he looked at his horribly damaged legs that were spread out on the back seat.

He looked out the back window at Colby's car which Heath was currently driving, Scotty sat in the passengers side with him. He didn't think Scotty would be here, not that he was complaining. He looked to the front of the car where Elton and Amanda were trying to speak to him but their words only came to him as blurred sentences, inaudible to his hearing.

"Where's Colby?" Sam mumbled tiredly, a sudden panic flashing through him and his mind immediately thought that Colby was still missing, forgetting completely Colby was in the other car with Heath and Scotty. "What? He's with Heath And Scott, he's fine Sam", Amanda answered his demand and Sam frowned in confusion almost as though he couldn't find himself believing what she was saying.

"Are you sure? Oh god we-we didn't leave him did we!? I could never forgive myself!" Sam started to panic and Elton looked back at him in concern. "Calm down Sam, he's okay, he's with Heath and Scott!"

"You aren't lying to me are you? No! That can't be true! He was in the hospital! We left him there! Oh fuck!" Sam started to scream in paranoia and Amanda cried out in surprise, the car slightly swerving as she jumped at the suddenness of Sam's screaming. "What's going on with him?!" Amanda cried out.

"PTSD... That place must've really fucked him up", Elton murmured before he tried to calm Sam down, constantly reassuring him they were safe and never going back to that damned place ever again.

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(I was going to end it but I'm having a huge flash of motivation for this story).

"Where is Colby?" Sam demanded to the doctor once they had finished examining the state of his legs. His left knee had popped out of it's socket and his right leg was fractured. Sam had nearly broken both legs but was lucky enough to walk off with the injuries he had, he was required crutches at the very least, otherwise he'd have to refer to a wheelchair, but he refused. Sam had cracked one rib which he hardly even noticed until he was told, the pain only then reached him.

The doctor rolled his eyes at Sam's desperate need to know of Colby's whereabouts. "Is he okay?!"

"He's alive and conscious, can't say he's completely fine in his state", this made Sam's heart thump in panic, his mind becoming a whirlwind at the thought of Colby being severely injured. "Just tell him the fucking details", Elton roughly demanded when he noticed Sam starting to hyperventilate.

"If you MUST know, he's received a rather major concussion, the skull was close to cracking at whatever impact it received, it's miraculous he didn't fall into a coma or lose his memory. He however has broken two ribs and fractured one, one of his ribs had lightly punctured his kidney but luckily it wasn't severe, we were able to fix it before it could become too dangerous, which is why you can't see him, they are currently performing surgery on him", the doctor spoke in an emotionless tone.

"How much longer?" Elton asked.

"I'd say they're nearly complete".

"When can I see him?" Sam demanded with wide and desperate eyes. "After his surgery is complete and you get your legs and ribs fully checked".

"That's too long!"

"Sam, calm down, it'll be fine", Amanda placed a hand on Sam's shoulder but he shrugged her off stubbornly. "I need to see him".

"We understand you just need to be patient, we promise we will take you to him the moment you can", this seemed to satisfy Sam enough to ease his nerves down, his eyes drifting off to stare at the wall on the other side of the room, ignoring the words his friends directed to him.

All he could think about was Colby. He needed to see Colby.

He HAD to see Colby.

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I literally wrote this directly after the last one. I'm seriously enjoying this story, I hope you are too.

~ShadowIsEm~