"Please. Who knows what will happen if we don't get our creator back." Looking back up at her, she's scared. Worry filled my face as well.

Amethyst paused, thinking, calculating. Looking down arms crossed. Her concrete eyes glued to the floor. Awkward silence hums in the air. Breathing, she finally spoke. "Alright. Let me get ready first." Walking up the stairs. She said yes. I don't believe it. I mean I knew she was brave but this?! Man, I underestimated her.

Stopping back down the stairs, backpack swung over her shoulder, silently walking to the fridge and grabbing some food. Then grabbing a pen and sticky note covered the one already on the table with her own.

"Ready." Finally acknowledging my presence again.

" Okay follow me." Walking out the front door, and through the town, picking a direction and walking that way. We passed so many places.

"Are you sure we're going the right way?"

"It honestly doesn't matter which way we go."

" What? What do you me-" The houses and shops and other buildings roads and sidewalks change into blank empty space. Pure gleaming white. "What is this place?"

"Dunno but it's the place where the creators live." Looking ahead at the blank empty canvas. It's oddly mesmerising. "Call me if something goes wrong."

"I will." Staring at the nothing. "Where would I even start?" Worried but determined.

"I don't know."

"WHAT?!" Facing me again. " YOU SAID YOU KNEW!!!!"

"I said I knew how to get outta here, not wherever the hell outta here went!"

"And you're not going with me on the suiside mission because why again?" Her tone shifting from worry to anger.

"In case anything gets worse here!"

" You're just a chicken."

"I am not!" Face getting warm and red.

"I won't go unless you admit you're a chicken." Crossing her arms, looking at me smugly.

"You're acting like a child about the fate of our world!" Throwing my arms in the air.

"Say it." Not budging

Looking off to the side, I mumble. "I'm a chicken..."

"I can't heeeeaaarrr yyyooouu." Getting closer.

"I'M A GODDAMN CHICKEN OKAY?!"

"Perfect!" Holding her phone out in front of her.

"You were recording?!"

"Yup! K Bbbbbbbbbyyyyyeeeeeee." Waving at me. Striding into the white. How's she so confident?  I wish I had her confidence. Walking back into town, writing  in my log book. Be safe Am.