~Brendon's POV~

I held him close to me long after he left. I almost didn't want to believe it, but I knew there was no denying...

"I'll never forget you Ryro..." I whispered, blinking away my tears. I rested his cold figure carefully on the ground before pulling off my shirt to lay over him.

He looked so peaceful now... I hoped he was... He'd been through enough.

I rose to my feet, feeling new emotions beginning to push back my sadness. Anger at Dan. Determination to get out and find Gerard.

"Gerard..." I muttered, looking around. What if he was in one of these things? He was the only link to the rest of the group. I had to find him.

I began hurrying down the line of metal cylinders, looking inside for the boy. With as many as there were, however, this may take awhile...

~Patrick's POV~

I looked at the sleeping figures scattered throughout the room. We were all broken, but there was nowhere for people like us to be fixed.

"Where are the others?.." I wondered out loud.

"Cold..."

I looked down at Frank, who was in an uneasy sleep. I rubbed his freshly shaven head, trying to help sooth him. He was shivering, even though the room was fairly warm.

"It's... So cold..." He breathed out, his breath actually showing.

I reached out to grab a blanket to put around him when it hit me. His link to Gerard. That must of explained his chills and freezing. The others had  to be somewhere cold. I draped the blanket over him before leaning down next to his ear.

"What do you see?" I whispered.

A full body shiver went through the slightly taller boy. "Dark... So much dark..." He mumbled.

Dark and cold... It narrowed it down, I guessed. I could wake up Phil to really help narrow it down...

"Betrayed... So cold..." Frank whimpered, curling up and shivering worse.

I slid off the bed and hurried over to where Phil was drooling over an open book. I shook him until he jolted awake.

"The bandaid was first invented in-GaH what?" He shook his head quickly before focusing on me. "Oh, hi, Patrick..."

"Phil, I'm looking for cold, dark places not too far from here." I said, wasting no time.

Phil scratched his head. "Ummm... Cold storage? There's a few in the area... There's some other smaller freezers scattered-"

I shook my head. "Phil, it's where the others are. Brendon, Ryan, Gerard and Spencer. They all have to be there."

Phil's eyes widened. "Oh. Oh, you would need one of the cold storages, definitely."

"Can you draw me a map?" I asked.

Phil nodded eagerly, seeming much more awake now. "Give me a pen."

I nodded, hurrying back across the room, causing Josh to stir and open his eyes slightly. He watched confused as I hurried back across the room with a pen and paper for Phil.

"What's going on?.." He asked, tiredly.

"We may have found the others." I mumbled, passing Phil the materials. He quickly grabbed them up and began sketching.

"Are they lost?" Josh asked, pushing his fingers through Tyler's hair. Tyler just smiled slightly through his sleep.

"I think they're in trouble..." I replied quietly, watching Phil's map quickly become more and more readable.

Josh sat up with concern on his face. Tyler stayed sleeping soundly. "Should we get Pete up?" Josh asked.

I looked over at Pete. His head was propped up on his arm as he snored lightly. He was in the armchair closest to the window, so I couldn't touch him without the glow...and if Josh moved, he may wake up Tyler.

"After we figure this out..." I finally decided. I hated to wake everyone up...

"Done." Phil declared, holding the map out to me. "The cold storages big enough are shaded in."

I took the paper and scanned over it. There were about five shaded in spots. At least it was narrowed down now...

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A/N~ short but I haven't touched this book in forever cuz I suck. BUT ALSO REGARDING THE AMAZING FAN ART UP THERE thank yooooooou so much JocelynFleeger for drawing that, I absolutely love it so much :D<3

Next update will be better

~Skittles Out~