Zak POV

Why am I not dead?

I opened my eyes and saw the familiar ceiling of Darryl's house. I let out a groan and rolled over.

I spotted a blurry figure walking towards me, then there were muffled voices.

Two voices, to be specific. I recognized one of them as Darryl but I couldn't tell what the other one was, even though it sounded extremely familiar.

I flinched as a loud ringing filled my ears. I squeeze my eyes shut and hoped it would go away. Eventually it got quiet and I opened my eyes.

I blinked and my vision cleared. I sat up and everything hit me at once.

The first thing was pain.

I cried out at the sudden pain the hit me.

Next it was yelling, "Zak!"

"Are you okay!"

"Lay down!"

I felt two arms push me into a laying position.

I saw Darryl's face peering over me. Then I heard a voice from next to him, "Hi Skep."

I immediately recognized his voice.

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Ok, Tysm for 500 reads! This is growing so fast and I just wanted to say, again, thank you!

Also, this is prety short so sorry! Tomorrows chapter will be longer! Bye!