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Its 7 am we slept all night cuddled up next to each other under the big oak tree in the meadow. Meg is the one who wakes me. With a startling kiss on the cheek. I gain consciousnesses with a smile.

"You know you smile when you sleep right?" she says playfully.

"Yeah because I tend to know what I look like when I sleep." I reply.

"shut up Avril! you know its only because I was next to you" She pokes.

Shes right, I havnt slept so soundly ever in my life. I didn't even take my paxidol and I haven't had this good of sleep since I was first perscribed the stuff.

"You might have a point there." I say blushingly.

"come on we got preparations to make. We got some planning to do." replies Meg.

"...you know everyone we know....or is close to us. will think were dead." I choke.

Its true everyone around us will believe were gone forever. The same disturbing way Evan Jake and Meg's brother all passed.
I am so spooked I cannot belive I am about to do this. Its almost like a fairy tale or an adventure we are about to embark. But the only difference is. ....This is real life. We do not have a way to undo what we are about to embark. I feel a little crazy going on with this plan. Hopefully it wont work and everything we know about the gate is a lie and this is just a fluke. I must say I am terrified of whats to come.

Meg parked her Red Jeep right next to my beat up ugly old ford Taurus that looks more and more unsafe every time I look at it. The good part is its the last time I will ever drive it. Never mind, screw riding it even one last time. I'm riding with meg. In her fancy New Jeep.

"I'm Riding with you. I refuse to drive that P.O.S. (piece of You know what) one last time. " I say with laughter,

"hop in, fine by me. I don't want that thing left in my parents yard for eternity anyways. I say I would rather them think I am dead then look at that death trap everyday."

"You do have a point there, I wont argue with that"

As we drive I decide to bring up here brother. I have no idea what responses I am going to take. But since we are risking our life to see if he has a possibility to be saved I might as well learn a bit more about him.

"so... Your brother, what is his name? you never told me..." I say easily.

"David, David Everlord."

"Your last name is Everlord? How come you never told me.?"

"You never asked." she says fittingly.

"I guess I never had a reason too. Mine is Flatts."

"You already told me that"

Weird, I never remember telling her my last name. Tho I forget a lot of unimportant things.

"Why and where did David go to college?"

"He went to Cornell University in New York, He went more to visit New York I believe He only got a Bachelors in Liberal Arts. He called it the do nothing Degree
He was on full scholar ship from football so really majoring in something fancy really didn't bother him. He planned to just come home and be back on the farm anyways. It was his attempt to just break out of this town and see some of the world."

"That's possibly the best way to do it if you ask me."

"Well look where it got him" She says with a hint of anger.

"You have a point there." I just reply

The last few minutes of the car ride we sit in silence. Its obvious we are both thinking about what we are about to do, and how stupid it sounds.
Avery Flatts what In the world are you thinking going through with this. This is actual suicide. We don't even know if we have proof of making it through this. Were going of of faith myth and FYR junkies who said there is another world. I am trying desperately to try and talk myself out of it. The more I try talking myself outof it the more I feel Guilty about Jake and Evan and David. I really do believe they are alive. I have no idea how alive. Or if its possible to get back. since They have been buried and their bodies are six feet in the ground. This is definitely a fools mission. But I feel so guilty about what has happened. I can not turn around to try and change things. I need to do this. If I die. It is the price of my actions. Six months in jail and rehab wasn't enough to try and set me straight. I don't believe it was a fitting punishment. I blame Jake's departure Fully and one hundred percent on myself. I must do this. Its the end of my self arguments. I am not going to turn back.

Especially with meg still wanting to go through with this. She feel like she owes her brother her life. I know there is a reason to it. I am not sure how deep her situation is But I know she feels like its her duty to save him. Just in her body language when His name is brought up. and How she kept all this inside because no one understood exactly what happened. To him but her. She is devastated. I can tell just by looking at her as of now. She is driving but she is in her head. Just zoning out on the road in front of her and how her hands are turning red from gripping the steering wheel so tightly. She hasn't even noticed I have been talking in her body language and trying to read her thoughts for the past minute.
Finally she just glares at me.

"What?"

"Nothing, I am just wondering if you are doing okay. That's all."

"I'm fine, just thinking about when I find my brother, I am going to kill him myself for making everyone around him suffer for his stupidity."
She says convincingly.

I don't even bother replying she is dead set on this. I won't be able to say anything to try and change her mind. Meg is playful and full of joy. But she cuts herself short on how strong she actually is. I doubt she realizes how headstrong she really is underneath her fun loving shell of a person. I know its her defense to try and cope with her loss. But, the girl I am in the car with. Is completely different from the Megan Everlord everyone knows. Headstrong No, Just strong and more than anything brave... I can't hope but seem to feel closer to her after seeing her underneath her joyful shell. In all I cried like a baby on my birthday and she still stuck around and didn't make fun of me. I give her props for that too.

We finally arrived at her house. Its about 9 am. that car ride was five minutes but seemed like a life time. Her family leaves for the field at 6 am and takes stays out until two and rests for about two hours before heading back for the field. This is our time crunch to plan our.... I dont even know what to call it. Ill stick with "insane suicidal rescue mission" for that isn't too far from the truth.

We are already out of the car and I am following her to the house. I never been in Megs house before. But its spotless and clean. The exact opposite of mine and my parents who are always working or doing whatever. I see them like once a week. No reason to even try to describe them or give their names. Its like living with ghosts. Its pretty boring.

We make our way to the basement. The cleanliness has vanished. I can see this was all of Davids room. Since he was the oldest. The dust is so thick its hard to breath. Its obvious this is his sanctuary. Nobody goes down here. It looks like it has been untouched for years.

"Meg its filthy down here" I say obviously.

"David passed three years ago. Since then nobody has been down here since a week ago when I started going through his stuff. I found 5 sheets of FYR as a book mark in his journal. Here read some of the notes on the page its almost as if its a sign or something He wanted me or someone else to read this."

"5 sheets two tickets two the gate. The void mirror. Once you pass You cannot go back"

"Its obvious her brother has done his homework on the void. This journal is riddled with passages on what it looks like and what happens. I decide to flip through the book of scribbles and notes to see if I can find anything else that maybe useful information.

"Body stays. Soul leaves. Painful. Evil. demons. Drag you in. Run if you see it. But consume you it will. If you see the void mirror. You have no choice but except fate and cross over."

"Meg this doesn't sound like it will be very fun, we shouldn't do this." I say trying to sound convincing

"No matter how much pain is on the other side. No matter how much I will have to endure. I will do it if I have just the slightest chance to save my brother."

Its time I ask the question that has been eating me alive I am going to overstep my boundaries and find out why she is so dead set on doing this.

"A few weeks before my brother graduated high school I was in eighth grade. There was a horrible accident. We were driving home from school when a friend tried to pass him on the road going home when there was a car coming the opposite way It was a three car collision. The car from coming the opposite way hit his friend head on and we collided into the side of his friends car. His friend and the driver of the car that hit him head on died instantly. My brother had a broken leg and three shattered ribs. He managed to save my life from our car that caught on fire. from a gas leak. and managed to get severely burned in the process. Not only did he just save me he saved the passenger Of the car that hit head on by climbing on the car and shattering the windshield from the car and pulling the passenger to safety. Not even five minutes later did the car quickly burst into flames witch spread from his car"
You see not only did he save my life. But he risked it in the process to save not one but two people while severely hurt.
This is why I owe my brother, This is why I need to save him. Its to repay him from saving me. I am going. You can back out if you want. But don't try to stop me."

I am not sure how to really respond to what she just told me. But I can;t change her mind. Her brother risked his life while suffering from severe wounds and broken bones to save her. She is willing to do the same to save him. It makes sense now. Why she is so dead set on this. I can't talk her out of it. I must say I am blown away at how many victims this drug has taken I will follow her through this. anyways she has no idea what she is getting herself into.

"well I understand he risked everything to save you. But you are risking everything to save him. I wont try and stop you. But I wont let you do it alone. He left enough for two. your brother knew you would find someone else that would try and venture into the void mirror. Let me be that person. I wont let you risk everything on your own." I tell her remorsefully.

I say as I start to break up the sheets. This is considered a lethal dose of FYR I have maybe at most taken three pieces at once. David only taken 9 when I gave him his lethal dose. This amount is crazy. There really is no turning back from this. a sheet contains 10 hits. we are both taking 25. two and a half sheets. ...There really is no turning back.

"Well than. What are we waiting for?" she asks.