After the Library (Book 1)

Chapter Twenty-Eight

Drake's POV
It was late, or at least it looked late. It was hard to tell because the house always looked dark inside. Relly had finally woken, but she could hardly sit up. It amazed everyone that she wasn't dead. She'd been impaled on a metal rod that had been left in the tree, most likely from a camp or something. Armen hasn't taken it very well. He only talks to Relly when she's awake, and we often hear him talking to himself in his room.

I think he may be going insane. I try to help, but he doesn't listen, and often gets violent. It's disheartening... and sometimes, it can really hurt. Physically, not mentally...

But, there's definately something between Armen and Relly, I'm sure of it. Armen is almost always in her room, mostly talking to her. I just hope Relly heals up soon.

The Empire have definately done something, I don't know what, but there's more. Whenever I go out, I always see a group of mercienerires, around 18, maybe 20? But they're searching. And I think it's us. Especially that Relly is tagging along.

Grayson is really not happy with Relly, and I can see why. She chose to marry the man that murdered his wife and son. And now she's run away for his "help"... Yeah, not fun.

I lay on my bed, I could hear the gentle pitter-patter of the rain outside, and a voice. Armen's.

I got up, it was coming from his room. I plodded out into the dim-lit hallway.

I gently knocked on his door. "Armen? You awake?"

No reply.

I pushed the door open. He was sitting on his bed, staring at the wall.

"Hey" I said, pulling the door closed behind me. Armen still didn't say anything.

I went and sat down by him. "You alright?" I asked.

"He's gonna come back, Drake. And one of us are gonna die. And I no-one can stop it." He said, before hugging me tightly. "Whoa, wait. Who told you?" I asked him.

"Collin did. He's sorta stuck in my head. He comes and goes." Armen explained.

"Okay, are you sure that it was Collin?" "Yeah, 100%."

"Great. What did he say exactly?" I ask him. I need to know the details so we can be somewhat ready. This is hard, but we have to stop him, because in a weird way, I started it. My humaity is still Collin's. But why is he in Armen's head and not mine? Too many questions, never any answers...

"He said : Anyway. One of you 6 are going to die. I don't know who, but someone will. Either by Herobrine's hands or Aldanus'." Armen repeated.

"Aldanus is gonna get involved? And why 6? There's 5 of us here." I said.

"Collin said he could feel 6 different heartbeats, and one is teeny-tiny... Yeah so Relly or Mia is pregnant that's fun... Also I'm not sure about Aldanus..." Armen began.

"He doesn't know where we are, although he's definately looking. And the Red Keep's not gonna be fun." Armen said, sitting back up and wrapping his arms around his knees.

"Was that do to with the scroll?" I asked. "Yeah... Grayson won't let Mia see it, I mean for a good reason to. It's just I think she has a right to know Drake. It's not pretty, but she should know..." Armen yawned.

"I think we should get some rest." I say, standing up and heading for the door. I paused. "Goodnight Armen."

"Night Drake."

The hallway was strangely cold, but I carried on to my room. Out the corner of my eye, I saw something.

In the corner, right up by the celing, was a black cloud. It sent shivers down my spine.

Then it just, evaporated.

"Strange." I told myself, before heading to bed.