Ash woke up in a car, and although his head was pounding, the terror sank deep into his bones as he began thrashing his body, which he couldn’t quite feel. He heard the muffled yells of people around him, and he thrashed further as he felt hands grip his wrists in front of him.
When they drove past a streetlamp, and it shone its bright white light into the car, it hit Bubbles’ in the face. Ah, his head was on his lap, and he was curled up in the other two seats. He looked around and let his eyes adjust to the darkness, ignoring the anxiety spike at being in the dark as he spotted Luca and Erza in the front.
“You’re safe,” Bubbles said. “We’ve got you.”
He nodded, sinking back into his lap. It wasn’t the comfiest of places, as the hard muscles poked into his face, and just as he was abou
