Living Hell {MoxieDov X CrystalTears}

[MoxieDov]

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Harrison prefers to be called; Harris.


He stands at the height of 5'9" / 175 cm, and is currently 21 years old.


Harrison had semi-long, platinum blonde hair, which is usually tied up in a loose ponytail and vivid turquoise eyes.


He wears his black framed glasses more often than his contacts.



Breathing out a faint sigh, he sat back in the plush, leather seat. Slim fingers drummed aimlessly upon the steering wheel, briefly entertaining him. A selfish thought swiftly crossed his mind, wondering he should just head off without this person he was supposed to be working with. Though, that idea was dismissed as quickly as it was considered. He couldn't risk his job for his own stupid desires.


Harrison was currently sitting in his BMW, bored out of his mind, even though he had only been waiting for five minutes. Today was the day where he was supposed to visit this building on the sides of the town. He honestly thought his boss was joking when the man informed him on his next assignment. What could he possibly find in a place that has had no activity in the past dozen years? He never actually said that to the other man's face though, as he wouldn't be sitting in a car, in-front of his workplace now, waiting for another male to join him before driving off.


Bringing a hand up to his face, Harrison used the side of his index finger to push up his glasses, that had begun to slide down the bridge of his nose. In the back-seat of his expensive vehicle, lay a relatively small backpack. In the said item, was notepads, pens, extra memory cards for the camera that hung around his neck, water bottles, and handkerchiefs. He may as well look like he's expecting to find something.

 

[CrystalTears]

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Lynx doesn't have any particular nickname, as he is usually called Lynx or Shire by his boss.


Lynx is 5'6/167 cm tall and weighs 110 lbs/50 kg


Lynx is 19 years old and soon 20, and now usually wears something like what is shown in his picture.



Lynx knew he was a bit late, he was about ten minutes late by now. His cursed alarm clock hadn't woken him up in time, and then he had to go and meet the boss for his assignment. It was the worse, he basically knew what he was going to do and it annoyed him to no extended that he managed to sleep in on such an important day. The assignment was a bit silly, going into somewhere where nothing had happened for several years, maybe decades, but that was what happened when you were a newbie in the journalist world, you would get the cases that was somewhat 'uninteresting' or 'unattractive', but the point of it all was making it into a scoop.


Lynx had no clue who he was pairing up with, but he knew it was someone. Maybe they were new too? Or perhaps a bit more experienced? He was hoping for the latter, in case he was going to make some newbie mistakes, though he was going to watch himself to leave a good impression on his partner, despite his late start. The sky above him was grey, it was cloudy outside and if he was unlucky it was going to rain soon. Lynx saw a black BMW in the driveway to the office, and he knew that was where his partner had been sitting the past ten minutes waiting for him.


Quickly he fixed his hair up, ruffling through the dark blue strands of hair making sure it looked good, he didn't really care about his appearance, but waking up in a minute and getting just as much time to prepare himself he needed to make sure it wasn't a complete disaster. This was it, his first impression after being late of course. He walked up to the passenger's seat side and opened the door, before he placed himself in the seat. "I'm sorry about being so late! I overslept. The name's Lynx Shire, it's a pleasure to be working with you," Lynx said and held out his brown leather gloved hand, with a bright smile on his face.

 

[MoxieDov]

Twisting his left wrist, he briefly glanced at the face of the watch that was bound around the joint. It was the same time it had been since he last checked. Either he was extremely impatient or he had gotten stuck in an endless time-loop. The latter theory was proven wrong as the passenger door suddenly swung open, revealing an azure haired male. Harrison angled his head towards the side, taking a brief moment to take a look of the noticeably smaller man. The first thing he would notice of his work partner was his aqua shade of locks.


"It's fine, we all do at one point of our lives. I go by the name of; Harrison Cox. A pleasure to meet you." He responded, cracking a smile as he raised his arm and reached over, taking the other's hand in his own. The wristbands that wrapped loosely around his forearm slid up and down as he shook the other's offered limb. Harrison would soon release Lynx's hand, after a couple moments of movement, and bring a hand up to the wheel while the other rocked the gear stick. He pressed a foot down on the accelerator, smoothly pulling out of the space he had temporarily parked in.


The radio in the car had begun to play some random rap song, a genre that Harrison didn't particularly enjoy. Though, he didn't bother to change the station, thinking it would be too much of a hassle. After a minute or so silence between the two, the blonde parted his lips. "Lynx Shire, eh? Haven't heard that name before. I'm supposing you're new to the job?" He questioned, glancing at the said male out the corner of his eyes. They were still currently in the centre of the city, and the building was estimated to be a fifteen minute drive.

 

[CrystalTears]

Lynx reached out his hand to greet his own partner, it was great knowing he wouldn't do it alone. The name 'Harrison Cox' was a bit known to him, he had definitely heard it in the office, even though he had no clue where or by who. It was simply clear to him that he wasn't new like Lynx himself was, he had only worked around in the office for about a month or so by now, so he had yet to know the most of the staff. It was good for him to hear that Harrison wasn't mad about him being late, but he was going to make sure he never was as late as that ever again. A bad first impression, but at the very least he tried his best. "I'll make sure it doesn't happen again," Lynx said as he fastened his seat belt after his hand was released and then they started their drive.


There was some quietness in the car, as Lynx had been tapping his finger on his thigh, simply out of boredom, but it was better than nothing, letting his thoughts wander a bit. He had done some research about the building, and had what he dared to call a 'basic' file with some basic information about the place. He liked knowing where he was going next, and going into an unknown area only made him feel uncomfortable, at least if he didn't know anything about the place. The song that played was horrible, it made Lynx wanting to throw the entire radio out, but since Harrison didn't do anything, he didn't either. It filled the silence at the very least, but he would rather have the awkward silence than the terrible song.


Lynx almost jumped a bit up when Harrison talked to him, he had been drifting so far away into his thoughts that he almost had forgotten that there were two people in the car. "Yeah. I am, I've worked in the office was a month or so. Though I've worked with journalism for longer," Lynx said with a small smile thinking about the past. "How about you... Can I call you Harris? It's just shorter," Lynx asked first as he looked over to him, getting somewhat eye contact and simply smiled to it. He was outgoing, and loved making new friends and since they were going to work together, they had to get along.

 

[MoxieDov]

Barely catching the jolt the other preformed, he lightly nibbled on his bottom lip, holding back a chuckle. He made a soft humming noise, which was barely heard over the tuneless "song" that was currently playing. Noticing that the traffic lights ahead were about to change, he sped up the car ever so slightly, making a right turn seconds before the lights flashed red. Harrison wouldn't call himself a reckless driver, as he still hadn't gotten any points on his license, though wouldn't say he was always 100% safe. After switching gears, he used the same hand to turn down the volume of the radio, so he was able to actually hear Lynx instead.


"Ah, that's what I thought." Harrison also gave a little nod in addition to his response, finally having enough of the rap. He used a finger to switch through the stations, before settling on one that had just started playing;



. Raising an eyebrow at the question that was directed at him, he turned his head to look at Lynx, only for a second or so, before he returned his eyes onto the straight road. "I've been working there for three years and a bit, but like you, I've been in the journalist career for a while. And yeah, of course. I much prefer to be called that instead." The blonde answered, speeding up once again to overtake a Land Rover that was going at a painfully slow pace in-front.
Shifting his hand away from the gear stick, he swiftly rolled down his window a couple of centimetres, allowing the crisp air to flow into the vehicle. Unintentionally, Harrison has began to bop his head subtly to the tune of the song that they were currently listening to. Before he returned his hand to the gear lever, he pushed up his glasses once again. "Just in case you're wondering, we'll be at the place in ten minutes or so." He added, enjoying the gentle breeze that filtered itself through his long strands of hair. Like always, his locks were tied in a loose ponytail, the ends barely brushing over the base of his neck.

 

[CrystalTears]

Lynx was so happy when the sound of the radio was not only turned down, but the station was also changed. There was a point where Lynx swore his ear drums was killing themselves, and that would have been mercy from above. A happy relieved sigh escaped his lips as the station was changed, as the car suddenly burst started and Harrison did a sharp right turn. Suddenly Lynx felt a bit nervous having Harrison behind the wheel, but he knew very well that he wasn't an exact great driver himself. In some sense, it was almost better having Harrison behind the wheel than himself, but he was planning on keeping that to himself.


"I see. I'll be in your care then," Lynx said with a smile glad to be with someone a lot more experienced than himself. He hadn't been in the journalism life for long, it was his second year now after all. He had studied it for longer, but there was a big difference from studying journalism and actually being a journalist. He envied all of those who got the cool or amazing scoops, but he knew that one day he would be there on the top as well, getting the most difficult and different cases by the office, but for now he had to do what he had received, and being grateful for being allowed to work outside the office was important too. It was sort of like a soccer player getting benched, you need to be happy for that too, just so the trainer knew you were in it for the team, and not just to play.


"Ten minutes in a creepy abandoned building... oh joy," Lynx said, but he was still somewhat smiling as he really thought the building was super creepy, thinking of how nothing had been going on there for decades, and now they were going over to explore it. They even had to go INSIDE, sometimes he really regretted being a journalist, but he was one, and this was what he was given. It was either dealing with it, or quit. Of course he was dealing with it. Lynx let the fresh air enter the car, seeing as a breeze passed them as his hair flew a bit along the breeze for a while, as he closed his eyes simply enjoying it. "I wonder what they want us to do, in this creepy old building..." Lynx muttered as he let out a sigh. "I don't mean to be rude towards you Harris, but the less time I am in that building, the better," Lynx said, hoping he understood he didn't want to be in the building, he saw nothing wrong in being with Harrison after all.

 

[MoxieDov]

Even though his eyes remained glued to the path in-front, half of mind had began to wander. A part of his memory claims to remember some sort of myth that was centred around the building, the car was currently heading towards. He had been told that even though the building was actually pretty big, the corridor inside it seem to go on forever and that the basements were connected to a long forgotten sewer system. There were many extensions built onto the sides, which would explain it's variety of areas, that ranged from sewing rooms to torture chambers. If had to be honest, he was a little nervous himself. The thought of exploring somewhere with such a disturbing past sent chills down his spine.


Of course, he trusts his boss to not send him, one of the man's favourite reporters, to somewhere that was highly dangerous. Though, a part in him wondered if the man of high authority even knew if it was safe or not. Due to this simple thought, his mind plunged into darkness, thinking up what could be inside the building. There could be a horribly mutated creature patrolling the halls, searching for a snack. Or an psychopath who had been stuck in there for the last couple of years, slowly going insane.


Snapping out of his now disgusting logic, Harrison let out a shaky breathe. His grip on the gear stick tightened once again, changing the angle of it so he was able to smoothly make a left turn away from the main road. He made a small noise of acknowledgement as Lynx spoke up. Shifting in his seat slightly to get into a more comfortable position, he could just see the top of the dreaded building, over some oak trees. Refusing to allow his brain to frighten himself once again, he focused on the muttering of his companion. Barely catching any of his words, Harrison had been about to speak up and ask the other what he had said, though fell silent as the said male's voice rose. "No offence taken. Yeah, I don't particularly like the place either. ...Oh great. It's started to rain." The man stated, a soft frown falling upon his features as liquid slowly begun to patter upon his windscreen. It only took a couple of seconds for him to turn on the window-wipers.


"Going back to the subject of our assignment, do you think we'll find anything interesting inside? Cause I'm pretty sceptical about that." Harrison questioned, after two minutes of silently cursing the rain. He currently drove upon a country road, meaning that the ground was slightly bumpy under the tyres.

 

[CrystalTears]

Lynx had simply listened to the radio for a small while, letting his thoughts wander once more because if there was one thing he knew how to do well, except journalism, it was letting his thoughts go wild. The mere thought of having to go into the creepy building was enough to wish the car could run out of fuel or just break down on their drive over there, if something of higher power gave them the slightest sign to turn around and not go, he would take it. He wasn't a believer of all this supernatural stuff, it all belonged in the book and tales he heard of when he was a kid, and as a journalist the only thing he needed was the truth. That was the reason they were sent there in the first place right?


The question Harrison asked him disturbed him a little, what were they searching for inside an abandoned building that had been abandoned for the last couple of decades? Who knew what they were going to find inside there? Dead bodies, rotten corpses, alive people? Ghosts? Wait, ghosts were highly unlikely. It was just a silly thought people made up to have something to talk about, like those 'I can talk to dead people' that he witnessed on the television just the other day, but he had heard some disturbing things about the building before as he had done some research, hearing about the endless hallways and the variety of rooms that existed inside the building, but ten minutes... that couldn't be so bad now could it?


Lynx looked at the water hitting the car window, smiling a bit secretly to himself. He liked the rain, but going into an abandoned building in the rain made it seem less inviting, but this was not the sign he was really looking after from higher power, and it was already alerted on the news that it would rain during the day, they were simply a bit unlucky, but they were going inside the building anyway, so what did it matter? He sighed, looking back at Harrison straightening his back to look a bit more properly. "I don't know, but to be honest I sort of hope it to be nothing. That building gives me the creeps," Lynx answered him honestly, hoping they would go in, do absolutely nothing and then go back to the office to report the boring news. Who knew what was inside those abandoned doors? Frankly, the less he knew, the better he felt.

 

[MoxieDov]

Hands tightening their grip on the steering wheel, he gritted his teeth. The closer they advanced towards the place, the more it disturbed him. Though, Harrison kept his uneasiness on the inside, as he would hate to allow the cerulean haired male to see it. Despite his effort to keep his true feelings of the building hidden, there were some signs that slipped out. For example, the features of his face were pulled down in a small frown and that he was unintentionally biting his bottom lip.


Hearing Lynx's voice, he forced his expression to loosen up so he had a neutral look upon his face. "Hm, let's hope your guess is correct." The pale male responded, a miniature smile tugging the edges of his lips up. As they grew closer to the building, he could see there was an 5 metre electric fence surrounding the entire premises. The road that they were on lead straight to a metal gate, that seemed to be slightly ajar due to the fact that one half was swaying back and forth due to the wind. "Seeing the place with your very own eyes makes you understand why no other company's reporters have investigated this place yet." Harrison added, lucky that his voice didn't waver when he spoke. He shifted gear once more, slowing down his car so he could park it a couple of metres in-front of the gate.


As the vehicle eventually came to an end, his hand reached over and switched off the ignition, pulling his keys out of it. Harrison let out a deep sigh, which seemed to shake every so slightly. He shoved his car-keys into his trouser pocket, before turning his head to look at Lynx. "Well...Let's get this over and done with so we can get back to reporting normal things." A smirk managed to creep onto his mouth as the blonde spoke. He then proceeded to reach back into the back of his BMW, fingers brushing over the small backpack before his hands grabbed it. After removing his seatbelt, he slung the bag over his shoulder and opened his door. Harrison moved swiftly, shutting the car door and striding over the other side of the motor in a matter of seconds. Being the gentleman that he is, the blonde then opened Lynx's door for him, even in the pouring rain.