“Konnor, Konnor?” A voice calls out.
Konnor blinks his eyes, repetitively but slowly. Through his blurry vision, he sees a woman in front of him.
“Konnor, wake up!”
Konnor blinks his eyes again. This time, he sees his mother in front of him.
“Mom? Is-is that you?” Konnor asks emotionally.
“Konnor, get up! The sun is shining!”
“Mom?”
“You make sure you get up okay? I need to leave now,” the woman says as she slowly fades into the background.
“Mom! Wait! Come back! Don’t leave me again, please!” Konnor yells as he falls onto the ground.
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“What is this place anyway? Is this not prison?” Thomas looks at Konnor pointedly. If this was a prison, would he be served fancy food? “Konnor, you can be really dull-witted.” Konnor scoffs audibly, expressing his annoyance. How dare this stranger call him dull-witted! Konnor might not look like the sharpest tool in the shed right now, being tied up and all. However, most of the time, he is rather brilliant. And a narcissist. “Hey, that’s not very nice,” Konnor reprimands Thomas. Thomas slowly cuts the steak using the knife and fork provided. “I believe you took a look around.” Konnor watches his action cautiously. The knife lo
Eventually, Konnor finished the steak. It wasn’t easy, considering the fact he was being watched like a hawk by Thomas. “Okay, now that we’re done, I need you to put these on,” Thomas said as he handed Konnor a blindfold. Konnor stared at Thomas, boggle-eyed. Why did he hand him a blindfold? “Thomas, I don’t swing that way.” “Swing, what way?” Konnor pointed to the blindfold and realisation dawned upon Thomas. “No, Konnor. That’s not what the blindfold is for.” “Oh, not to satisfy your kink?” Thomas sighed as he took the blindfold and forcefully placed it on Konnor. <
Ultimately, Konnor dropped the idea of escaping. Of course, he did try all the things possible even though Tristan told him not to. “I give up,” Konnor gave an exasperated sigh. Cole shook his head. Konnor is really stubborn, more stubborn than he was. “I told you, Konnor. All we can do is wait,” Tristan said as he sleepily yawned. Tristan had been up all night yesterday, worried about what was there to come for him. He was suddenly captured by a few police officers yesterday. Normally, he could easily escape them, but for some reason or another, they seemed to know his schedule yesterday. “Alright, alright. I’ll wait,” Konnor gave in. Left with no choice, Konnor decided to sit down on the white marbled floor
“Why?” Cole asked as he clenched his fist really tightly. Konnor and the rest were equally as angry as Cole was. However, Cole had a more explosive temper than all of them combined. “You do know how the community is currently viewing all of you, right?” Lily replied casually as she flicked the remote control which turned the television in her office on. The four of them watched the show that was shown on the television. It seemed to be a compilation of riots among the citizens of the town. “Capture those fugitives!” the crowd roared. “They are a menace to society!” After that, the camera pans to the signs held up by the protesters. One of them held up a sign with a big
“Get enough rest. I’ll see all of you tomorrow,” Lily said as she walked away, closing the door behind her. She had brought all four of them to their dorm. Obviously, all of them had to wear their blindfold when they were brought here. Konnor asked Lily why it was necessary earlier, considering they would most likely be in this institution for a long time. “Because you have yet to prove your loyalty to us,” Lily replied as she placed the blindfold on Talia. Konnor, Tristan and Cole had their blindfold placed on by three mysterious men. They had their faces covered and they were wearing all black from head to toe. Then, they were forced to walk until they reached their destination. In a blink of an eye, they were in another unfamiliar room. Lily and the th
Hello, dear readers! Welcome to my story.Before you begin your quest in unravelling the secrets of Konnor, I hope all of you understand that I do not condone anything bad (at least according to the law) which happens in this story. Please note that since this is a fictional novel, some things in here might seem weird but it works (especially since this story is set in the future). I'm opened to constructive criticisms, but if you're going to leave hate comments here and there, the door's closed for you. However, if you must really speak your mind, you may drop a DM to my discord (starrynight#9319).There would be some chapters with trigger warnings in the beginning. If you are uncomfortable with whatever content the chapter has, feel free to skip it. After all, I hope this would be a safe place for all of you.I'll try my best to update a minimum of once a day :) I am still new to writing, so please bear with me. Hopefully, this book will serve as a
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