Life isn't fair

All seems content, if that could be the word to describe it. Nothing out of the ordinary for entertainment purposes happened. Each one went about their business with a very small amount of effort put in. As far as my interest in humans evolution it was lacking today, until the unexpected happened.

First I believed it to be a quarrel between two of the residents. I was sorely mistaken. Upon closer inspection I discovered it was of more interest than that. As I could see from a small corner camera peering through one of the doors of abyss was none other than Tyler and Josh. They seemed to be searching for something. If you want to find any lost item you could probably retrieve it from the abyss. They looked in for what might have been to long for in the next instant they seemed to be sweating heavily with heaving chests.

Josh stumbled over to Gerard who looked shocked at the horror before him. Josh was pale as a bed sheet with a new grey streak falling down his hairline. He muttered incoherently. Gerard tried desperately to hush him but thought it better if he just took him to lay in bed for a short while.

Tyler and Josh were laid down on their separate beds but no doubt would end up at each others side once again. They were still shaking from maybe paralyzing fear, exhaustion of what they witnessed, or perhaps a mixture of both. The men were still mutter out broken sentences,
"Clown... dead... baby... mother.... lost... come save me..."

No one questioned the truth behind what they saw behind that door though for it obviously played on their faces. They were terrified of what they had seen. Would the others be tortured through this same method. Was it safe to roam or wander the doors, or should they be already predisposed to some weird fate? Life is strange in the castle. Though it is their torture it is also mine.

Brendon lay silent on Ryan's mattress still holding Ryan softly in his arms. He was whimpering into his chest. Ryan often whimpered when he began to get scared. It was but his natural reaction, only this time Brendon lay beside him. He whispered,
"Speak to me Ry."
"Brendon, I'm scared. I know this place and I don't like it."
"We will be fine."
"No, life will not be the same other than you going back to Sara and me returning to my lonely home with Captain Knots. Nothing will seemed to have changed but it will. It will be different. You won't know why you suddenly are doing things you never would have before, but you are. It is maddening Brendon. I can't stand this place."
"What if our entire lives change Ryan? What if I am not with Sara anymore or she doesn't want me? What then?" Brendon was sobbing lightly trying to hide his tears in the pillow.
"I don't know B, I just don't know." Ryan pushed his face into Brendon side then they both began to weep.

Pete ran to his room and laid down in his large bed. He sighed into the pillow wondering as to when he would be going home. Could this take forever or maybe just what seemed like a few more days here, but only minutes in the real world. As Pete began to think less he heard a knock on the door and yelled,
"Come in."
Through the door walked Patrick in pajama pants with a t-shirt on. His eyes were swollen and red as though he had been crying. Pete looked depressed at the very sight of Patrick which must have pulled at his heart a bit, for next Pete moved over and patted the bed beside him. Patrick complied and laid down. He began to sob again and Pete pulled him close. He caressed his smooth face gently hushed him sweetly. Patrick curled into Pete's side and relaxed a bit. He felt Pete's strong arms around him and began to calm down as he felt better. Pete lightly kissed his hair, then his forehead, then his nose. Patrick didn't hesitate thought to kiss Pete's lips. It was soft, gently, and sweet as it should have been. They were not looking for a cheap hook up but some kind of compassion and comfort in their time of desperate need. They need to feel they had a companion they could trust.

Frank was on Gerard's lap pushing his head into his neck softly. As time grew on Gerard wrapped his arms around Frank's middle. Frank kissed at Gerard's neck lightly. They found strange comfort in just sitting here holding the man he once used to kiss on stage passionately and now they hardly speak. How lives grow and change but some always fall back to one another. Some might confuse this as the false notion of fate, but in reality it is so much beyond the human minds capability.

Humans can process monumental things, but some of the simplest concepts elude their grasps. The inner workings of humans are far from revealed to them. There is so much they do not know and will never know that is frightening to lack so much knowledge on oneself. This is of the scariest thoughts one might ever ponder on.

Notes

So this is chapter 7. Another installment will be added tomorrow hopefully so be patient please lovelies!<3