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Behind the Screen [7]◤Sal Fisher◢

◤Author's note : heeere is part seven!!! might be the end, might be not, there might be a bonus part, depends on how i feel (or whatever you guys want, im down for it), anyway, enjoy! i love writing this series, omg, it's so fucking fun◢ 

"Calm down dude, N/N's gone, you're getting Y/N back." Larry says, calming down his crying best friend. Todd's passed out on the couch downstairs, not handling the exhaustion. Rika's dad has been out for a few hours now, daylight has dawned unto them and they haven't been asleep for more than 24 hours.

"I-I know, but I'm just so stressed, so excited, so tired, and so.. relieved." Sal answers through shaky sobs, already having a paper bag next to him to throw all his used tissues. Rika had been more than kind to supply him with tissues. "I just want to see her again."

"Maybe not for now, she needs a few days or months to be nursed back to health." Rika cringes as she goes through the surveillance cameras for the past two years. "She clearly looks like she's in a coma throughout all that, and with the machine on her head, might need more medical shit performed on her."

"That's just.." Sal blows his nose into a tissue, throwing it in the paper bag after. "I hope the cult gets disbanded after this."

"Oh they will." Rika says, watching as uniformed officers and armed officials storm into the underground, arresting all those on sight. "I've briefed my dad on the Nockfell cult situation, no official in this town can be trusted. I never lie, and he got people from other states to come here."

"Your dad is a fucking godsend." Larry says, giving her a high-five.

"This whole event is a fucking nightmare and a dream, thank you guys for bringing up this case." Rika leans back on her chair, relaxing. "Also I'm giving you permission to interact with me at school, just call me Mark Jonathan or Jon or Mark- you know what, just call me MJ."

"MJ it is." Larry nods, turning back to the screen as they watch people get arrested. Sal focused on the screen when his girlfriend is held, seeing someone get inside and hold a gun to her head.

"HOLY SHIT-"

"Calm down." Rika takes a controller from the table, moving the joysticks around and pressing a button.

Under a minute, the person falls to the floor as if they had fainted. Rika lifts up the controller, letting them see a screen on it but it's all static.

"Saved her life, don't have to thank me." She puts down the controller, continuing to watch the cameras. They watch as someone gets inside, visibly shaking as they carefully take off the contraption on Y/N's head. As soon as they take it off, she is taken by one of the officers and carried outside to an ambulance. Sal stands up, but Larry stops him.

"Now's not the time dude." Larry mumbles, standing up. "We're going back home, Rika. Thanks for your help."

"See you at school, Larry, Sal. Tell Todd thanks for the peppermints." She gives them a thumbs up, still focused on her computer.

They get up, saying good bye again, getting down the stairs and waking up Todd. They walk back home to Addison Apartments, seeing helicopters and vans surrounding the church as they pass by it. They each go home, and Sal gets to his bedroom. He sits on his bed, staring at his phone.

He lies down, still staring at his drained phone.

"When I wake up, I better get good news." He says, taking off his mask and removing his glass eye. Then, as he closes his eyes, he falls asleep.

x + x + x + x

You wake up with a sharp intake of breath, opening your eyes to darkness. You squint, taking a few moments to adjust your eyes to the dark room. You look from side to side.