Chapitre 21: CHAPTER 21 (Wake Up)
Silence, there was just silence in the room where Gunner was. He could not hear anything, any scratches or any noise that said they were searching for him. It was silence all long.
He had been there for at least five hours from what he had seen from the time of his phone.
His power bank was still charging. Gunner was curious about the small television there. Yes, he should not be making any noise, but there were some voices saying that he should turn on the television.
The television was old and looked like it would not turn on. But Gunner was surprised when it got turned on and he was ready to reduce the volume for ever, but his eyes were already fixed on the screen and he was captivated by the logo.
Gunner was now hypnotized by the logo while Ibiza was there outside searching for him. Gunner was at the number ninety door while Ibiza was now at the number forty door.
For a couple of hours, the Gunners' attention was all along on the screen of the television where a hypnotizing logo is. His mouth was partly open as he was struck suddenly by the vision of the logo. Gunner was standing for a couple of hours and there was a black out and that only stopped Gunner from staring into the television.
With dizzy eyes and weak body, Gunner could also feel the paleness of his lips and his hands were shaking in the cold and his legs were also shaking. It was as if he had run in a marathon. Gunner immediately covered the television with a sheet of the bed and turned it off even though it was a blackout. The blackout had saved his life for now.
He groaned as his head was throbbing in pain. He walks to where the bed is and sits at the edge of it. Gunner was feeling dizzy and wanting to faint but he had to hold himself not too faint because Ibiza and Dr. Vega is still there searching for him but he is feeling weak.
If there is anything for him to eat sweetly, he might get better.
"Ah!" he uttered under his breath as he remembered something. He had candy in his pocket. Gunner always brings candies to him in case he goes hypogly or feels sick. How come he forgot such a thing?
Even though it is still a good thing for him. And now he needs to find food for him. It is getting late and he is beginning to get hungry. He needs energy for him to go on every day. What he needs to do is to secretly sneak out carefully and get back to the room again to where he is.
Gunner unwrapped the caramel candy that was his and his brother's favorite and put it instantly into his mouth. After that, he wanted to go to sleep but he fought it. His head is still throbbing in pain. And then he thought of a way.
He should wound himself.
But how?
Gunner cursed under his breath and searched for something to be used to wound himself.
"I must get up," he muttered, and forced himself to get up. He cannot win if he won't fight.
Gunner won't accept that his death will be there. He was there to save a life and that was his brother. He was not there for anything.
"I am here for everything. Get up!" he cheered himself and walked to the edge of the wall hoping he could find something.
The wall was rough and the candy that his tongue was sipping was slowly helping him in a little way.
He was almost near to where the television was, when he spotted something that caught his attention. Gunner smiled, it was Slasher who is good at hiding things.
"Never fail," he uttered, and slowly got the metal comb down on the television.
He sighed as he took a seat. "Where did you use this?" he asked as he touched the metal comb.
The tines of the comb are in not the same height and full of scratches.
And then it struck him...
The floor...
"It was impossible," he murmured, not believing that his twin brother had made a hiding place just using a metal comb.
He had been a captive and Gunner was sure that the television made him weak also. Gunner's heart skipped a beat and was in pain. He cannot imagine how his brother managed to do such a thing. What happened to him just right now is exactly what happened to his brother and he still managed to do that.
Gunner looked at the metal comb and sighed. He placed it near to his left hand where his pulse was and closed his eyes. He will be scraping his pulse until it bleeds so that he cannot feel sleepy. He needed to go on.
For him not to scream again, he bit his lips and does not care if it also bleeds as he pushes the comb harder and harder on his skin.
Gunner's breathing was heavy and his chest was pumping into his heart beat. He had done it. His pulse is bleeding and now he doesn't feel asleep because of the wound. He doesn't even feel dizzy.
He took a stand and felt the atmosphere of the place as if there was someone waiting for him outside. It is time for him to sneak out. He puts back the metal comb to where he had got it in case of an emergency. He needed to find a bandage, or else he would bleed to death or faint.
And now his mission is to find a bandage for his wound and to search for food and there is only one place he will be heading to and that is the office of Dr. Ibiza.
He was near to the door when he felt a sudden dizziness and he blinked his eyes while gripping the door knob.
"Please, no," he muttered, and opened the door a little. Gunner wanted to take a peak first and look to see if everything was clear even though the place was dark. He needs to make sure before he goes out.
And when he opened the door widely he saw him taken aback. The place that was supposed to be dark and scary turned out to be their room.
Their home...
"Slasher," he said as he lifted his hand in the air as he saw Slasher sitting and eating breakfast.
Slasher turned his head in his direction and smiled. Gestures him to sit next to him and eat.
Gunner was about to walk when everything came back and it was all dark again and he was there in the hallway while his hand was lifting in the air.
He went numb and pale as he saw what was in front of him.
A nun...
A nun is praying in a low tone of voice and Gunner can't even understand what she was murmuring but he know the nun in front of him speaks Latin.
"Amasne eum? Ipsum ducimus nam. (Do you love Him? Bleed for Him.)"
État de l’alimentation hebdomadaire
-- Classement
Power Stone 
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