~Chapter XVIII~
The candle burnt out some time ago. I feel strangely at ease, just the sight of my two friends sleeping peacefully. Xavier, propped up against, wounded leg stretched out in front of him and the other folded up against his body. He snores loudly, but not loud enough to be noticed.
Lily is lying sideways on the bed, hands pressed together beneath her head in an effort to replicate a pillow. She doesn't snore, but takes quiet breaths every few seconds. She's all curled up, her knees touching her chest and head bowed down to the same spot. After a few minutes of quietly looking, she shifts uncomfortably and buries her head deeper and then wraps her arms around her legs, hugging them closer to herself.
Even asleep, she looks and sounds utterly terrified.
Predictably, I can't sleep. The fear of a horrifying nightmare, or even the sinister Fog returning to make sure I never sleep again.
I sit awake, scythe leaning against the wall along with Xavier and Lily's weapons, waiting for the night to pass.
As I wait, I consider what to do next.
Run? Fight? Continue hiding? Look for other survivors? Xavier's recent quote sounds in my head as I say the last one. "United we stand, divided we fall."
If there were other people still alive then maybe they could help us. Maybe...
I start to hear something. A soft humming noise. It grows, louder and louder. Before long I'm clutching my ears in pain, falling over onto the ground with a loud thud. The sound jolts Lily awake, Xavier being too deeply asleep to hear it.
"Noah, what's-" She starts drearily only to be cut off by a loud grunt from me. I try to get back up only to fall back, hands clutched even harder at my aching head. I feel blood leaking from my ears and dribbling down my arms and scream furiously.
"Noah!" Lily cries rushing to my aid. Xavier sleeps on, despite my scream.
"What's wrong, what's wrong?!" She shrieks, pulling out her first aid kit.
"Head...Sound...Pain! aarrgghh!!" I grunt.
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