Critical woke up in a dark hospital. His room was dimly lit by a small side lamp that sat beside his white bed. He blinked and rolled over to his right side only to jump back with a sudden shot of pain that raddled his right arm. He cradled his arm and rolled up his hospital gown sleeve. He was met with layers of  white bandages that lead up to his shoulder. It all came back to him. Quickly, he jumped up and leapt off his bed. He ran out the room searching for any form of life. Questions with no answer beat and bashed at his thoughts as he ran frantically around the empty hospital floor. 

When he felt like he was going in circles he slowed down. "Clam down Critical. Think..." A voice echoed through the hall. He got a sudden chill down his back that made him turn around in fright.  "P-Pringle?" 

There he was, blood still seeping onto the floor. He had the same smile. Same hat. Same skin. But his face was painted in blood and so was his back. "Hey dude. Hows it going?" 

"You are still alive?" Critical should have been happy, but something was off. With how Pringle looked and talked, it was different. "But I saw you get shot!" He yelled stepping forward. Pringle began to laugh.

He raised his fist and opened it toward Critical. The, in the middle of his palm, was a shiny silver bullet. "Of course that's what you think. But that was because of you. Remember?" 

Before Critical could react, there was a loud sucking sound, like there was a large vacuum above him. The image melted into the scene when he was staring straight at Hellbent, only in third person. He could see himself slowly nod yes to Hellbent. "...no...I din't mean..." The scene began to spin and a distorted cackling voice laughed. 

"This is your fault Critical." There was loud pounding that filled his head. The scene only got faster and faster, making Critical dizzy and faint. He dropped to his knees. "..I didn't...mean..."

"MEAN WHAT CRITICAL!?" Hellbent's voice crashed into his mind making him fall backwards. It was overpowering and demonic. "YOU DIDN'T MEAN FOR HAM AND PRINGLE TO DIE!?  DIE BY YOUR HAND!?" Hellbent only got louder and louder, making his ears bleed. He held his head and covered his eyes.

"I'M SORRY!" Critical yelled close to tears. "i'm sorry..." The swirling stopped, closing him in darkness. Hellbent's voice lowered to a whisper. 

"Critical..." Tears fell from his eyes like large raindrops. He repeated himself over and over. 

"i'm sorry...i'm sorry..." 

"Critical. Critical!'

With a sudden jolt, Critical blinked back to reality.

...............................

"I am Danger Dolan and I am here to blow your mind with Truth!"

Shima and Dolan stood side by side with a green screen standing behind them. Shima had a white piece of paper in her hand with a list of questions on it. Behind the camera was Nobbel, filming the whole thing. 

" Number 10. Why is the Sky blue?"Shima asked. She looked up from the paper and looked at Dolan, as if she asked him that question. Of course, Dolan was ready with a answer. Quickly he rushed off camera and brought back a light blue pigeon with white spots. 

"Pigeons-Blue Pigeons everywhere, and they move so quickly that by the time you've spotted one, it just becomes a blur in the sky. And each Pigeon has a name but it's been so long that we've forgotten what they are." He motioned to the bird in the cage. "We think this one was named-Shilan." Nobbel chuckled under his breath when he heard Dolan say that.

"Actually that is correct. We have proven that Blue Pigeons do exist. This is our evidence." Slowly she unhooked the cage door and soon the blue bird flew out and zoomed around the room in a giant blue blur. It seemed impossible to track or to catch because it filled the room with a light blue color. Shima waited a few minutes before snapping her fingers. The bird stopped and raced to  Shima's shoulder. "As you can see, this is one of the fabled Blue Pigeon that makes our sky that beautiful color."

"Alright thanks for watching. HaveAGoodOne!"Dolan raced into the camera and Nobbel stopped recording. 

"Good run guys. You are totally are gonna get a A on this science project." Dolan gave Nobbel a high five.

"I hope you are right. I should give all my thanks to Shima. She actually proved my hypotheses. With that Nobbel packed up his stuff and left, leaving Dolan alone once again with Shima.  Shima avoided eye contact with him. "Two more weeks..." She muttered. She has to make Dolan love her. Else...she might not see him ever again. 

"That was fun eh Shima?" Dolan asked. Shima smiled and nodded. She opened he mouth to speak only to be interrupted by a sudden ringing noise. "Excuse me."Dolan said pulling out his phone.

"Hello?" There was silence for a few minutes. Shima tilted her head. "I understand...thank you..." He said hanging up.

"Whats wrong?"

"Critical and Pringle are in the hospital."