Brent was finally released from the hospital about a week later. During that time, his day and night cycles were supremely messed up because of the medication, and also because every time he would wake up, the news would be on.
The only thing anyone was talking about were attacks that the E.A.G. were doing, and the poison gate in his hometown. Brent was sick to his stomach. The public didn't even know what was really going on, and it was an itch under Brent's skin that he couldn't know either.
He had no idea who got sucked in. He had no idea who didn't get sucked in. All he saw was the tight-lipped face of Pamela, the little prissy blonde girl that Rhys had as his public relations girl. Her pink eyes glowed eerily in her face, his pale skin making her look ill and cruel at the same time.
