Different kind of Woe

Part 6 Enemy Of My Target.

Jericho, (Y/N)'s residence.

"What happened to you after you passed out?" Wednesday inquired after the boy told her his experience with the monster in the woods.

"I woke up in the hospital bed. They said Tyler found me unconscious in the forest." (Y/N) recalled the event that occurred after he woke up from his slumber.

"My head was bandaged and I woke up to the sight of my mom besides me, Tyler and his dad in the corner of the room." (Y/N) continued.

"The doctor said that I tripped hitting my head against some of the boulders in the woods that night."

"And you believe them?"

"God no." The boy was quick enough to respond. "I've fallen many times, but hitting the back of my head? That's a different case."

"Why is that?" Now Wednesday is interested.

"Try getting into a fight every month or week. Being hit and hitting yourself feels way different."

The boy does make a solid point.

"Did you tell them about the monster you were chasing after?" Wednesday asks again.

"I did. They just shrugged me off saying that either it was some sort of vivid dream or an afterimage I produced in my own head. No one's gonna believe this kind of stuff from a kid. Tyler even says I was going crazy. Could you believe that? " (Y/N) chuckled at the statement he just made.

"But you're not crazy. I spent my summer in the asylum once. I know what crazy looks like." The gothic girl replies.

"Well, now what? Are you gonna keep looking for the monster?" (Y/N) questioned the girl's intent.

Wednesday slightly nodded her head.

"Looking for a new pet perhaps?" (Y/N) asks with a grin on his face turning his attention to the severed hand on the table.

Thing is clearly offended by the comment and flipped him the middle finger.

"He's sensitive."

"Dully noted." (Y/N) said nodding his head at Thing.

Wednesday shifts her attention towards the bottle sanitizer that (Y/N) left on the sofa. "The sanitizer. What can you tell me about them?"

"What, this?" (Y/N) picks it up and hand it over to the girl. "It's what I said. I've been using it for years. This brand in particular."

"Are they affordable in Jericho's grocery?" The goth girl began fumbling the small sanitizer in hand.

"No. The grocery store here does sell sanitizer but not this one. Just something plain and simple. I got this one from Amazon." The girl somewhat twitches at the boy's answer.

"No not that kind of Amazon. I'm talking about Amazon.com the big company. Jeff Bezos the billionaire? You might have seen the advertising on your phone a few times."

"I refuse to be enslaved to technology. Hence I don't have a phone. It's just gonna be a waste of my precious time anyway." The girl replied.

After a few moments of silence, Wednesday lifted her head up facing (Y/N). Staring at the cold deadly eyes of Wednesday is shaking his soul down to the core.

"What?" If the sixth sense is accurate, (Y/N) is feeling it now.

"I propose an alliance." She stated.

Both (Y/N) and Thing turned toward each other briefly before facing Wednesday again.

"Meaning?"

The statement clearly turned (Y/N)'s brain inside out for a moment.