Chase opened his eyes to find himself in a room that he knew so well that it couldn't be hard to miss where this place could be.
Inside this room were bodies of just males laying around on the floor.
They were beaten to the point of death, with no mercy to be seen here as their blood spread to the wall and floors.
Yet in this room, Chase wasn't alone there was another person there punching non-stop at one of these bodies while on top of it.
"Ah, so you 've been looking forward to talking to us."
Chase knew the sound of this voice well and didn't respond to this person.
"Keeping quiet, I see well if you prefer it to be that way, I don't mind doing all the talking here."
This person stops punching the body and gets off it, turning around to face Chase.
The face was covered by the hood of a jacket that was being worn.
"Got to say this place got really messy after what we did here. I feel sorry for whoever got to clean this up."
"You're not real."
"Huh what was that hey you got to speak up could barely hear you. Wait hold up, let me just take this hood down."
This stranger removes the hood to reveal himself as it was shocking Chase himself.
"Ah much better now than could you repeat yourself."
"You are not real."
"Of course, I am not real, but I am at the same time a friend, I mean you have to, or you go crazy trying to think too hard about it."
"What am I doing here?"
Chase wanted to ask that question and wonder if this dream is a nightmare or if this is his hell and he is dead.
"Oh, don't worry there's no need to worry you're not dead, still very much alive. The reason for being here is just going down memory lane."
"I don't want to be here; this isn't something I like to revisit. Instead, this part should be forgotten and buried away."
"Yet it is part of our memories just like everything else not going to go anyway because you and I don't."
"Stop talking like you are real, you're not damn it."
The other Chase smiles amazed at the reaction the real Chase was giving.
"It is a waste in fighting this. Why not just discuss the room filled with the bodies of these guy's that were killed by our hands."
"No, we are not talking about the reason this happened, I want to get out of this place now."
"Running away is such a cowardly thing to do, but then again isn't that what you are because of that she had to pay for it."
Chase grabs the fake Chase looking at him with the anger of fury.
"And there it is that angry beast ready to be let free if only it was let out of its cage a lot sooner and you may have prevented what happened to the girl you care so much about."
The fake Chase just let out a crazy laugh in front of the real one and he couldn't handle listening to it uncontrollably punching like a mad dog.
"Shut up! Shut up! Shut up."
He repeats that as Chase hits the fake, his face still hearing the laughing that goes on longer until the sound can no longer be heard.
Chase thinks he did it to make that laughing end, but truthfully what was before him was no longer the other him, it was one of the bodies lying around.
Right at the time fleshes of the event that took place here go through his head as it hurts for a bit.
"Seems you are starting to get those images on what went down here. It was beautiful, it wasn't like art being made by an artist who found that inspiration and brought it to life."
"Enough just leave me alone."
"Chase, you know full well I didn't bring you here that all you're doing is the owning of this mind."
"Enough!" Yelling at the top of his lungs.
That brings him to open his eyes to the reality of where Chase is seeing a girl's face that he was glad to look upon.
The same couldn't be said for Allyson as she was shocked by the sudden yelling outburst.
"Are you OK Chase?"
"Allyson, I am glad to be looking at that pretty face of yours."
"Um…. Thank you, but you haven't answered my question."
"Oh, right it's nothing to be concerned about, just a bad dream."
Chase lets her know, but she doesn't believe him sensing more to it yet picks to leave as-is for now.
"Anyway, what are you doing this close to me?"
"I was just tending to your wounds using pieces of my clothes to use as bandages."
Chase checks it out to see the bite marks from the wolves were covered by Allyson's clothes as part of her skin could be seen.
"That's kind of you to do, I am grateful."
"Well, what else was I to do let you die from bleeding out or worse."
"Careful there, you sound like someone who is starting to care for a male."
Allyson didn't like that and so she put a pusher onto one of the wounds to make him cry out in pain.
"Ow…. Come on, was that necessary to do that because of a joke."
"It was a bad one to say."
"Right, so what are we to do now?"
"Nothing you are going to do besides stay still and rest. I on the other hand would see about getting a fire started again."
Chase didn't want to just stay in place and do nothing, but on the other hand, given what state he was in, doing anything soon was not going to happen quickly.
Allyson gets to work with the fire removing the burnt wolf body that was thrown into it.
The smell it was giving off was the burn of its flesh.
She had to take it as far away as possible for both not to have to deal with this smell.
After that was done Allyson went back to focusing on getting a fire started again which took a few seconds for the fire to come to life again.
"Alright let now just rest for the remainder of the night."
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[Next day morning]
Allyson began to awake to feel nice and refreshed from the sleep she just had through the night.
"Hey, there you had a good night's sleep."