He is locked in a room again, stuck to sitting on the hard bed with the bland white sheets staring at the bare white walls bare white wallsbarewhitewalls.

He decides he loathes the color white. It says nothing to him. It is nothing to him. He is nothing in a room once again. There is no one here to remind him of his existance, no one here to remind him of Alden, no sympathetic nurses with those bandages for his hands, or those just as welcomed soft words of reassurance. There is no one here who can help him. He knows this.

He is used to this solitude, he tells himself. He used to enjoying staring at blank walls for hours, right? So why is he upset this time? He punches the bed in frustration as his thoughts wonder to Ace.

Then the door of his small, white cell swings open and three people, all in rich dark robes, much like the graduation gowns, only without all the chords and stoles of recognition adjoined to them, rush in. One stays by the door, keeping watch in the halls, and the other two hurry toward him.

He hops off the bed, hoping to mask any of his previous emotions from the group. The shorter one runs straight to him and grabs him by the shoulders, catching him off gaurd.

"What's wrong?" Alden asks, agitated more so than anything.

"It's- It's Trinity!" the newcomer gasps. He has dark brown hair that he leaves in his face where it clomps together, pasted to his tear-stricken cheeks. "She's missing! We don't know where she could be, we've looked everywhere."

Alden looks at the other two for confirmation; they nod and he clenches his fists, cursing. He runs to the door, only...

Alden runs full force into the closed, gray steel door and stumbles backwards onto the ground. He lays there a moment, catching his breath, then sits up, to stare straight ahead. There's silence as he brings his hand to wipe the blood trickling down from his nose.

“Trin," he whispers aloud to the empty room. "Are you okay?”

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