(Noah's Pov)

Clenching my fist tightly, I slightly tug at the fake leather bounds on my wrist. Although it's fake leather, it's thick as hell and hard to rip through. Can be any harder than metal though, can it?

"Alright Noah, I'm going to start off with a new invention of mine." The old man holds up a needle.

"What is that?" I raise a brow.

"Well, when I realized physical torture doesn't work on you." He scans my beaten and cut torso. "I figured, maybe mental torture will work. So I invented this." He holds it up to my face. "This little baby is an hallucinating shot."

"What does it do exactly, what am I going to hallucinate?"

"I don't know." He smiles at me. "What ever your biggest fear is."

"Sorry about your bad luck but, I don't fear anything."

Grabbing a remote from his table, he points it to the ceiling. Within seconds, a flat screen slides down the wall gently.

"We all have fears, Mr. Greene." He snickers as he presses the power button. "Some fears are just a bit more... Hidden."

My eyes narrow at the old man, until the flicker to the TV. My breath catches in my throat as I watch my small brunette be electrocuted. The camera cuts off before I can make out who the man was in the video.

"I'll leave you to imagine the rest." He comes closer to me with the needle. "Don't worry, you won't feel a thing. Physically."

Trapped, I allow him to inject his fear shot in my arm. Only thing is, I don't have much to fear. I already know how I'm getting out of here, and I'll be coming for her.

After what feels like an hour, although I know it hasn't been. I start to see things.

"Noah."

Amara's voice forces me to look up from the floor.

"Oh, Noah, Noah, Noah." She hums as she struts towards me.

"Amara?"

"Why did you let them take me?" She stops dead in her tracks.

"I didn't, I promise you." I try to reach for her but I can't.

"You know what they're going to do to me, don't you? Do you know what they're doing to me right now?" Her eyes narrow. "Look at me." Her voice turns to whisper as her body starts to change. "Look at what you let them do to me."

My stomach starts to turn as I watch cuts, burns, whelps, and gashes form on her skin. I rewatch her get electrocuted.

"They're going to kill me, Noah."

"No, I won't let them." I tug harder at my restraints.

"They're coming Noah." She turns around with a gasp.

"Amara, wait." I tug harder.

I can hear the cock of a gun in the distance, I advert my eyes and watch myself pull at the fake leather.

"I told you." A familiar voice chackles from the shadows. "It started with me, it'll end with me."

Familiar blonde hair pokes out with a gun in his hand. Even my subconscious knows it's Erick who has her.

"Say Goodbye, Amara." He growls in her ear as he wraps his arm around her.

"Goodbye." With a wave of her hand, Erick presses the barrel against her temple and pulls the trigger.

My heart stops for a second. I know it's not real but she's in real trouble and will die if I don't get to her. Seeing her die in my hallucination was bad enough, I can't watch that in real life.

"Oh buddy." Erick laughs. "This isn't over, you haven't seen her die in every possible way since she's met you." He throws her limp body infront of me.

"Don't you fucking dare." I yell.

"Relax, there's more of her." An evil smile spreads on his face as Dead Amara disappeared in the air. "I like this one." He smirks as another Amara walks in with a chain around her neck. "Wow, even I personally wouldn't of went with a chain but hey, we like what we like."

My breath is short as I watch him pull on her metal restraint.

"Come closer." He orders.

"Don't do this." I snap as I tug aggressively at my bounds.

Once she's directly in front of him, he looks up at me with a glint in his eyes.

"Get on your knees."

When she doesn't comply, he back hands her. Fury shoots through my body as I watch him hit her again. With one last tug at the leather, I rip it from it's home and lunge for the blonde. When he disappears I suddenly remember, this isn't real.

"Noah." Someone else's voice causes me to spin around.

I know where I am but I can't see reality. I'm stuck inside this hallucinating nightmare.

"Noah." Amara's voice echoed around me.

"You aren't real!" I yell as another appears infront of me. Half of her face missing.

"Noah, help me." Another screams from across the room. She's crawling on the ground with what looks like torn up clothes.

"Fuck." I panic to myself.

"Noah." I look over to another one, only to watch her get blown up.

I can't do this, it's driving me insane. They're winning, I'll never get out of here if this doesn't end soon.

"Noah."

"Noah."

"Noah save me please."

Their scream and cries pound at my brain, and there's nothing I can do to save her or stop it.

"Noah." One sounds directly infront of me.

For once, I feel tears run down my face. I can't look up, if I look up I have to watch her die again. I can't do that.

"Noah, they're hurting me." She cries louder in pain.

"You're not real!" I yell at I stand up and grab the fake Amara by the throat.

In seconds, she disappears and is replaced by the mad old man.

"Noah, think about what you're doing." He laughs nervously. "I was only doing my job." He gags as I tighten my grip.

I can't feel anything except anger, I stare into his eyes as I crush his throat with my bare hands.

Turning to look up at the camera in the room. I smirk while holding up the limp body.

"I'm coming for you bitch." I promise Veronica, who I know is watching.