Bishop followed Avery and looked around as he walked, trying to remember his way back. His mismatched orbs widened at the beautiful room in front of him, he was definitely going to like it here if everything was this grand. It was much different from the trainyard he was accustomed to and he wasn't sure if he should worry over or welcome the change. Bishop gave a quiet, "Good night Brynn," before finding a bed and faceplanting into the soft blankets, entirely missing the pillow. The bed instantly lulled him to sleep even though he was sleeping on his stomach and face. He ended up bringing the plush pillow close to his chest as he rolled onto his side, already in a semi-deep sleep. He never remembered feeling something so comforting and soft like this, other than the warm touch of his mother. 
Bishop dreamt about the past but with different details, he focused on his brother and Veil, along with the train cars passing by and his mother's last peaceful moments. His memories slowly turned dark as the wicked moments broke through the wall he sealed them behind.

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