ONCE BULLIED: LYON ARMSTRONG IS BACK.

Hundred and Sixty-Three.

“Fuck.” Lyon groaned as the knife cut him and the blood that came out of his finger from that cut was an unusual amount.

“That’s the second time you’ve cut yourself today, are you okay?” Chelsey asked as she rushed to Lyon with a napkin to cover his blood.

“I’m fine,” he assured her but despite the fact that he was trying to be fine, there’s this nasty feeling in the pit of his stomach that makes him feel like something is terrible.

He wanted to call Elen and Kelvin to pose the question but since arriving at this place, there had been no cell service so there was no way he could.

He couldn’t possibly teleport too because that would be going against Abraham’s rules and he had made a promise to himself that as long as they are here then Abraham is the master.

“I just really think something is wrong.” He explained to Chelsey who cleaned the blood off Lyon’s fingers only to see that he had completely healed.

“You know, sometimes, I forget you don’t need medical attention,” Chelsey sighed