Shatter

The Third

Ian felt groggy. He made a fist with his hands and rubbed his eyes. 

"Shayne? How did I get here?" Ian asked. 

"I took you from your bed." Shayne stated. Ian looked at Shayne and then took in his surroundings. 

"Why am I here?" Ian asked. 

"The third."

"Right. I forgot." Ian replied, pulling himself off the white curved couch. Shayne was wiping the counter center of the kitchen. 

"Come on, Ian." Shayne beckoned Ian to the basement. They went down step by step, each stair creaking as they walked along. There on a table laid Olivia  Sui.  They comepleted the ressurection. Olivia's eyes shot open. Scars were deeply engraved in her wrists. 

"Guys? What's happening?" Olivia asked. She was shaking. 

"It's okay. Just relax." Shayne comforted.