Cincinnati, OH/Berlin, Germany The hunt after the unknown serial killer, who kidnapped the two teenagers Juliet and Andrew Biersack, has continued. The police found evidence of the killer being in a hotel outside of Hamburg, Germany but apparently they just found a painting done by the killer himself.
The police didn't want to release more detail about their findings but made clear that they were doing the best they can to stop...

I swallowed hard and didn't want to go on. I remembered watching the news with a couple other kids eventhough we hadn't been allowed to. I remembered seeing the pictures of Andrew and his sister being shown in the news almost every day for months and even years. They were the same pictures as on the newspaper article in front of us. They looked like yearbook pictures and both looked happy and healthy.

"Say something", the boy, who's name was Andrew, said with his low quiet voice.

"I-I... I remember", I whispered and he sadly smiled at the floor. "I could tell."

"I'm so sorry..." I knew that it was a stupid thing to say. It was like trying to fix a broken heart with a band aid, but I couldn't think of anything else.

"Well... Now you know my name."

He smiled and looked at me. I heavily lifted the corners of my mouth, trying to smile, too.

"Yeah... Andrew..."

"Just Andy." He swalloed and closed the window on the PC screen. "What about we grab something to eat and play 20 questions?", he asked. I could tell that he was trying to be cheerful when really he wasn't.

"Alright... Andy", I breathed, watching him as he stood up, pulling his brows together and gently holding his stomach. "Are you okay?", I shyly asked and he nodded.

"Just those stupid ribs."

"What happened?" I wanted to get my mind off of the fact that he literally was the boy that once had been the face of the media in Germany. I couldn't tell why I didn't recognize him right away. Maybe it was some psychological thing. Maybe that was why I dreamt of him and now hallucinated? This was confusing...

Andy sighed and put his hood back on. "There are people in this world that find joy in causing other people pain. I told you before. The thing is, that my ribs had been shattered now for a couple years. I can't tell you more details, though."

I lifted my brows in more confusion. How can ribs be broken for more than a year?

"You can't heal?", I whispered, so the other peole around us couldn't hear. Andy shook his head. "Not if it was through his hand."

We continued to walk in silence. We both needed to get our minds back on track. It was obvious that it troubled Andy to think about his past. And it also was obvious that he did not escape under normal circumstances.

-

We found a small Turkish fast food place not far from the library and decided to get something to eat.

While waiting in line to order I looked up at this mysterious man that was a big puzzle to me.

"How long have you been free now?", I asked.

He shrugged. "Probably... Probably about ten years. It has been a little rough but now I found hope." A small smile crept on his face and I blushed a little. He really believed I could help him and it made me a little anxious. What if I couldn't do it? What if I failed?

"You are nervous", he said and looked deep into my eyes. Luckily I wasn't able to answer since the man behind the counter asked for our order. But he didn't save me from Andy's searching stare while I ordered. And after we got our food and sat down he asked me again.

Heavily I sighed. "You know... I'm not even sure if you really are... Real. I have never done something like this." I looked down on my lunch, not being able to look up into his piercing blue eyes.

A tattooed and bruised hand was put on my own, sending shivers down my spine. It was the first time he touched me and it was like an electrical shock. Maybe it was because he was supernatural... Right?

"Don't ever think you can't do something, alright? Also, I am as real as I can be. The lady next to us is staring at me right now." His voice was soothing and he made me smile a little. "Also it is not like you are alone. I will always be by your side and helping you as good as I can. Just try and keep me a secret for a little while."

His eyes were sparkling a little bit, looking sympathetically into mine. He was too nice to be real...

-

The day went by and we talked a lot about different things. He told me how he survived the past years on the run and how he spent that time. We also had topics like Philosophy and discussed paintings and painters. It was truly fun and I never thought I would have so much to talk about with a supernatural being. He had to be because last time I checked, I couldn't just manipulate dreams and stay young forever.

But he still was a big secret to me. Like a puzzle to be solved. There was so much pain in his eyes, even when he smiled. And it pained me to see how people were looking at him. They seemed disgusted and disturbed. And it made him sad.

Thats why we wanted to go back to the orphanage. I needed to be back before anyone noticed me being gone and before school was over. I was about to pull a ticket for the subway when Andy put his hand on mine, smiling.

"No need for that. Come with me."

I looked at him, confused. What did he mean?

I knew it had to be something different. He never did what normal people did. I wodered if he always has been like that.

We left the station, passing fast food places and flower shops. What was it with flower shops at a subway station? I would never understand this.

And I didn't understand what Andy was doing, either. He lead me to the toilets, which were not so much my favourite place to be, since they always looked like whole biotopes for germs. With fancy drawings on the wall.

Not to say that I was innocent of drawing on walls. When I was about four I found big joy in decorating my room with pen, ink and chalk.

"Why are we here?", I asked, trying not to breathe too much since the smell was almost overpowering. Andy just smiled.

"To get back home. You just have to take my hand and trust me. Do not let go, because you can get lost easily."

"In a toilet? Is this like Harry Potter?" He slightly laughed and shook his head no.

"We will travel through the pictures."

Notes

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