~3rd POV~

"What do you mean you can't do anything!" Xisuma hissed through the phone line, his sleep deprivation finally catching up to him.

"I'm sorry but there's nothing HQ can do as of right now sir...." The man on the other end tried to explain, seemingly only angering the other more.

"Isn't this your job!" X's voice was now a low growl.

"As I said sir. We've tried everything, we can't access your server-"

"-What am I even meant to do then!" Xisuma's voice now slightly shaking.

"Sir-"

"-My server's in shambles! And I'm meant to somehow protect them? We can't leave, one of our players are trapped in some weird entity! What am I even meant to say? How do I reassure them that it's gonna be ok? I can't! Cause it'd be a lie..." X now began fully breaking down over the line, leaving the receptionist completely clueless and feeling extremely awkward.

"I'm sorry sir but-"

"-Why me? Why my server? Why him? Why take him! Why Grian! God damn it!" X, now broken down into full on sobs, but the other end seemed to notice something in his statement.

"Wait who was taken exactly?" The other male questioned, trying his best to be heard through the others breakdown.

"What?"

"Who was taken sir?"

"Grian... Grian Minecraft was his full name I believe...." Xisuma responded, questioning the others thoughts as he raised his head from his desk.

"His name matches our database! That's where I knew him from!" Receptionist piped up after a few moments of silence besides for the sound of typing on a keyboard.

"What." X was now fully aware and had risen completely from his slump over his desk.

"Yeah, it seems he was part of the 'Watcher Victims' case. He was seemingly rescued from them a mere few weeks before joining your server." The male explained.

"Could that have something to do with this." Xisuma stated as he began sifting through files, in search of one in particular.

"What do you mean?" The other questioned, now wondering what the other had found now.

"Him being a Watcher, could it have something to do with him being the one to be taken." X explained as he finally found the correct file, spreading its contents across his desk.

"Maybe?"

"Wait...." X mumbled as he began sifting through the old server logs from past owners of the server, though a single headline made his breath hitch as his fingers ran across it.

'Old Watcher Server Wiped for Repurposing.'

~Scar POV~

"So... what do we do now?" I questioned, breaking the awkward silence that had lingered over the room for over 10 minutes.

"Well there has to be some reason the 'Rift' thing chose Grian right?" Iskall pondered aloud, leaning back in his chair only to end up falling on the floor.

"What if there's nothing to it. What if it's just taking us out one by one. What if we're all gonna get taken by it and never heard from again-"

"-I'm sure there's a reason Grian was taken. Since it didn't try to take me or Mumbo when we were in there." I pointed out, trying to stop Mumbo's contemplation of life from causing panic.

"I think I might know why." Pearl stated as she placed down a tray of assorted foods.

"What?" Me and a few others questioned.

"Grian. I believe he used to be a Watcher, or to be exact a 'Watcher Victim'." Pearl explained, letting out a small sigh at the thought of this all being Watchers.

"So wait. If the 'Rift' thing took Grian because he's a 'Watcher Victim' that means..."

"They're here. Right now."

"Watching."

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Mmm... sorry if this is really bad- I tried to remember what happened originally before this chapter got deleted- well anyway I got pretty sick that's why this took so long, I'm still really sick as I write this actually-anyway! I just hope this is close enough to the original to make sense! Sorry it took so long....

~Word Count: 700~