Collin woke staring at rows of prison cells. He groaned, unsure of what had happened. I turned to see Luke, chained to the wall, lying next to me. I tried to go to him, only to realize I was chained as well. What the heck? In an instant everything returned to me. Meeting Drake. Freeing him from that temple. Him. I felt a strange sensation run over me. I'd met Drake. Did that mean...was he the same hybrid from my dream? Sure, he seemed to be the same. I have a pretty good idea who had trapped him in the temple. And yet, something was bugging me. His eye. In my dreams, it had been blue. Now it's white. It creeps me out. Makes him look like...well, Him. And there was the fact he wanted to leave right after he met us. Then again, if he is haunted, I could be the reason he wanted to leave. I do look like Herobrine. Come to think of it, were is Drake? He didn't appear to be in the same cell as me and Luke. If he was even in a cell. Troubling thoughts all around. I heard a groan, distracting me from my thoughts. I glanced over at Luke, who was slowly taking in the situation. "Dam." He muttered. "Not again." I knew what he was thinking. A few years ago, we had been trapped by Him, after we escaped his dreamworld. It hadn't been easy getting out. It involved half a dozen top of the line soldiers from the organization, some TNT, and a flamethrower. Luke groaned. "Hey Collin?" I looked at him. "What?" He looked at me worriedly. "Where's Drake?" I shook my head. "No idea." Then, as if my words had summoned it, a blood-chilling scream erupted, making my blood run cold. I recognized that voice. Judging from Luke's expression, he recognized it too. Drake.

I lay on the cold floor, trying to drown out Drake's screaming. Luke looked at me worriedly. I knew what he was thinking: shouldn't we help him? Sure, I wanted to help Drake. But I also know if we tried to escape, we were dead. Yet if we stayed, we would also die. I decided we would wait, see if Drake's torture would stop, if he would end up in here with us. Then we'd figure out a plan. I wasn't really sure why I felt to strongly, but I knew I couldn't leave Drake behind. So we waited. But it's been hours, and Drake still hasn't stopped screaming. Occasionally he would yell, calling Herobrine a few choice names. Luke had actually laughed when he heard Drake yell. Did he really just say that? Luke had said. Did he really ask a demon if he was born an asshole? Yup, that was something. I couldn't help but smile myself. Anyone who called Herobrine an asshole was ok with me. He even insulted His mother. If demons even had mothers, I have no idea, but Herobrine seemed mad. At least, after every insult, He seemed to attack Drake with more force. Suddenly I heard Luke gasp. I looked at him. "What?" He looked at me as if I was crazy. Then I realized it. I could no longer hear Drake screaming.

Herobrine then came,a few minutes later. He looked very pleased with himself, and he was carrying a very still Drake. "Drake!" I screamed. He threw Drake into the floor and disappeared. Lucky, my chains were long and I managed to crawl over to were the hybrid lay. Please....Please be ok. I shook his shoulder. He didn't respond. "Is he..." Luke muttered, staring at me worriedly. I placed my head on Drake's chest. I could hear his heartbeat. It was faster than a normal humans, but beating all the same. I exhaled, feeling an enormous amount of relief. Drake wasn't dead. "He's not dead." I announced. Luke exhaled. "That's a relief. Hey, what's that on his wrist?" I started at him. "What?" Luke pointed at Drake. "There's something on his wrist, man. Look." I did, and what I saw made no sense. His wrists had iron shackles, with magic markings. I knew what they were instantly. "There Magi shackles." I muttered, confused. Why would He put those on Drake? It didn't make any sense. "Hey." Luke said suddenly. "Do you still have those silver orbs? We could use them about now." I grinned. "Luke, your a genius." I patted my pockets down, only to realize I didn't have them. "Dam." I muttered. "What?" Luke asked, sounding panicked. I shook my head at him. "He must have taken the orbs from me." I told him. Luke cursed. "Well, what now?" I shook my head, returning my gaze to Drake's unconscious body. "We wait for Drake to wake up, then figure out a way to get my orbs back."