STEVE | when the lost boy returned

Prolog

I ran through the forest, I felt the branches breaking under my feet. It was the first time I felt something in three months when you don't include fear. It had been a bad prank. A very bad one. They had caught us in the forest and kidnapped us. I don't know exactly how long we're going to be there. One evening they had gone and he muttered I was supposed to run. Constantly they had made us foggy, so he was not able to do so, with him the nerve agent had worked better. He was left behind. And I ran, but I had lost my bearings. Still, I ran. I saw over and over again his face littered with freckles, his brown hair and his sad blue eyes. It was the same forest woe back then. It was dark around me. Nearby I heard a noise and I saw light. Like a moth, I headed toward the light. It magically attracted me. I came to a clearing, a figure came running at me. Suddenly I realized who it was, it was her. "Espen!" She was in tears and her cheeks, reddened in the cold, as she tied me firmly in her arms. "I'm back." I whispered and started crying, she had been waiting for me for three months. I looked over her shoulder, in the distance I saw his brother, his heart just broke because he was not with me. He was supposed to be  wme, we had always been together, but this time not, this time everything was different. But it was the same familiarity with which his eyes looked at me. The next moment I heard sirens. The Police that could not find us would be right here. Still, she held me tight when I started tumbling, my knees became soft and I lost control of my body. Suddenly everything was dark.