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Darkness.

It surrounds him.

It's closing in on him, and the room is shrinking.

Who knows how long he's been here. It could have been days, weeks even.

He's stuck in this place. Theres no escape, no hope of ever getting out, no one's coming to-

"Gerard!"

Hope! He thinks. Someone's here. They can save him. But he can't seem to open his mouth.

"Gerard! Where the fuck are you?"

The voice is familiar to him, but he can't seem to place a name. Theres footsteps coming closer, and he can imagine this person standing around outside of wherever he is, looking around the room with an annoyed expression, trying to find him.

Something drops on his foot, and he kicks it. Theres a thump and then the footsteps grow louder.

"Gerard?"

"Frank?"

"Fucking hell," Frank sighs and suddenly a blinding light is on Gerard, "Get out of the fucking closet Gerard. We've talked about this before."

"I-"

Frank groans, "I've been looking for you for half an hour." He pulls a blinking, unsteady Gerard out of the closet, "C'mon let's go get some coffee."