That gave me enough reassurance to begin drinking the hazelnut coffee.
So good.
We sat peacefully, and I took the time to try to take in the intriguing environment.
One either side of me, dark purple vertical stripes cut through the black paint on the walls.
The walls behind and in front of me were black as well, but purple polka dots with a slight glow to them cut through the dark color., almost like glow in the dark features.
The ceiling was painted completely black while the floor was blackwood. The black bed frame held hints of purple, and all the pieces of furniture were similar in the very distinct black and purple color theme going on in here.
Black drapes covered the lone window, making it impossible for me to see outside or determine what time it was.
Returning to my coffee, I continued to work on drinking it, hoping it would wake me up and help me think straight. I felt a bit frazzled with everything and like I needed to be somewhere or do something.
Tiredness still clung to me, but my mind was as alert as ever. I just wished my body would hurry and finish playing catch up. I glanced at Odion whose focus was on the rainbow spinner.
It looked like it was helping him stay completely still, his concentration really zeroed in on just the spinner and nothing else. I didn't know if it helped him zone out, but as I continued to stare at him, I noticed he appeared worn out.
Even if I couldn't remember exactly how we got here, I remembered how he looked when he was at Theo's place. He definitely had seemed more 'present' and less sleep deprived.
"Odion? Why do you look utterly exhausted? Don't you sleep?" I inquired.
"Sometimes. Wasn't feeling sleepy lately," he replied, his attention still transfixed on the spinner.
"But you need sleep to function," I pointed out.
"Not really."
"Yes, you do," I argued.
"No."
"Yes."
"...No."
"We can go at this all day… or err… night? I don't know where we are. Oh wait, didn't you say the Dark World? What's that? Actually, don't answer that yet. I have to win the previous argument first." I rambled on, and he glanced up to give me a smirk.
"No, and to answer your question, yes. This is the Dark World. It's the land for dark souls who are pinned to this world due to their impure actions," he elaborated, the words sounding way too familiar.
"Yes," I replied, referring to our argument, and continued. "You've said that before, haven't you?"
"No," he stated, and I frowned.
He shook his head. "I meant no, I don't need sleep. Yes, I said it to you seconds before you passed out. We missed Old Darkness' attack by a second."
"Yes… Old Darkness? This lack of memory isn't helping right now."
"No, and that's why I said don't worry about it. The more you try to remember, the harder it is. Don't know if that's some weird curse put on this side of the world, but that's one of the few problems you'll experience when you survive. I forgot about Orion for a while until the memories returned."
"Wait… this is where you stay?" I asked and finished the last bits of my coffee.
"You're supposed to say yes," he mumbled.
"Oh, right… uh… let's continue our argument later." I brushed it off, wanting to know more about this Dark World.
"What do you mean by survive? What happens when you come here? How can you live here? It's kinda dark, no offense. It's pretty… in a dark way? Uh… that doesn't sound nice. I should reword that."
