Can't Woof It Out | Chase x Skye [Book One] ✔⚙

(S.1) Chapt.20 | First Part - A New Profession

The world seemed a dark and scary place at the moment. She couldn't see a thing. She was with no one but herself in this void. When she calls for help, her echoes answer back to her. She walked blindly with her eyes open, yet it feels like they're closed all along. The eerie silence just made her shiver through the bleak place that she travels afoot.  Skye wanted to run, and she did, and did it for a few times, for only her to realize that it was void of worth in the end. Anywhere she would take herself in one piece, would end up going somewhere endless, which is what the place might be as well.

"I want to wake up. . ." she whispered as she was the edge of tears "But my eyes are open, yet they feel tightly closed" and there, she had let the stream of tears drop to the black floor, and all she could hear was herself sob until there were no more to pour. "I want to wake up. . . I want to go home. . !"

Then, a blinding light soon came to her visions. And now, she found herself in some deserted island. The sand had hugged her warmly when she was still knocked-out. Palm trees came to wave her welcome upon waking up. The sun was still there, so that was a good sign that it wasn't the end of the world. Which she hope won't be happening anytime soon. The baby blue sky were dotted with a few clouds here and there, and it was indeed a bright day today. But it'd be better if she could spend the day somewhere familiar to her, where her friends surround her with joyous fits of laughter.

Sadly, that seems a wishful thinking at the moment. She looked out to the front to see the ever so blue ocean scintillate elegantly underneath the magnificent morning sun. Her eyes looked to the ocean, and she had no idea why that would help in finding her for her friends. "Hello?" She began to call out. IT was the very first time she could see as she searches for everyone in the last hour. Even though she's wide awake with eyes wide-open, and her conscience is present and active, no one answers back. 

Her worry grows bigger, that she could start gnawing on her nails (If she were a human). "Ah, you're awake" a familiar female voice said. With no fear, Skye dared to look back and face for herself to whoever knocked her out and bring her in the middle of nowhere. Of course, it was Sweetie, and Skye wasn't surprised in one bit. "Why did you bring me here" her voice demands for an answer, and the question wasn't in a way of interrogation.

The West Highland White Terrier pooch snarkily laugh "Haven't I rung the bell quite loud enough for you? I used you as a bait" and with lacking of information, Skye wanted to know more all of a sudden. Just to make sure her friends won't be in this trouble. And if they were, they'd warn them immediately through her pup-tag.

But Sweetie stopped from there and hadn't spoke anything. Skye knew trouble's starting to brew somewhere, and she could sniff it approaching and it could landfall in any minute. "I have to call Ryder!" Her pup-tag then lit up in bright pink "Ryder! I am stuck in island, and Sweetie--"

Crack.

Her pup-tag were now in pieces and broken wires dangerously flicker and radiate left over power from the circuits and wires. Skye had only watched in horror as her only key to hope were crushed down back to the waves, her thoughts immediately getting dark as her mind descends to the blue ocean, and every tick of time comes to a dim.

"What have you done?!" The sand made a cracking sound upon her paw stomping forward out of anger, and this did not intimidate the Pooch one bit, instead stared at her like she was some psycho out of the mental hospital, maybe for dogs. "Stupid." She snarkily replies, her patient already snapping off.

An irky sigh had escaped her and her brows began to crease together. "I had enough of you, you little midget. I will now have to make you shut up." Her face somehow had darkened, and her eyes glowered at her, and it was so cold that it was hard enough to stab her soul with it that she began to feel fear.