Peter was having such a bad time lately. The voices. His friends, they were back. Guiding him and teaching him many things. Throughout the course of October, he had done an amazing job with following what The Lost Boys would say to him. Avoiding any kind of trouble that he would have fallen into any other month. No pranks, no fun and no games. Life for Peter had become very simple and very boring. It wasn’t until this stormy night that The Lost Boys had returned to speak to him. The boys all telling him that it was time. That he didn’t need to worry about what he did anymore. Because October was over. Halloween had come and gone. Now was the time for fun. And fun had been exactly what the group of imaginary boys had planned.
With a number ticking in his mind, Peter stepped out of bed. He rubbed his eyes and looked over to the other bed in the room, noting that Jim was fast asleep. This pleased the voices greatly, so they continued by commanding the 19 year old to the door. Shuffling his feet quietly across the carpet, he made his way out into the hall. His vision adjusting to the new lighting before he ventured out of the building. It’s simple Peter! All you’ve gotta do is flood th-No! I have a better idea! The voices squabbled with each other as Peter made his way onto the footpath. It didn’t matter where the voices had wanted to go because only one place was currently doable.
After walking in circles for what had seemed like hours, the boy looked up at a window. He wasn’t sure whose room it belonged to, but that didn’t matter. The Lost Boys told Peter that it would be fine. That he’d easily be able to make his way in without being caught. That he’d be able to take the stolen treasure and make it out clean. But the voices were wrong. They were always wrong. Either that or they were always trying to get Peter into trouble. As he came to the window, dripping wet from the rain that slowly fell from the dark sky, he slipped, causing himself to knock against the window and yell at the voices. “Shut up! It was an accident!” his voice, clearly loud enough to wake even the heaviest sleepers awake.