hacked // a newtmas au

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Newt sighed and put his bowl next to the computer and turned it on. He logged onto it and opened up google. He typed in the string of numbers that he somehow had memorized. Nothing came up, as expected. Newt deleted the search and typed in "Jorge Hermano." His WIKI page popped up, the news about his death popped up and a bunch of links to buy the game. Newt clicked on the WIKI page that he'd read a thousand times. Jorge had a daughter named Brenda who was about twenty five now. Newt wondered how she was coping with all of this. Her dad was murdered, it must have been awful for her. Jorge lived in California...Newt made a face as he looked at a new paragraph added into the wiki page. Jorge was residing in Scorch Valley Mental Institution. It said he had been in there for a couple of months prior to his murder. Anyone could have edited the wiki page, they were probably speculating crazy theories due to his death. It was sad really, the poor man couldn't rest in peace.

Newt went back to the main page and searched up "Scorch Valley Mental Institution". It looked like a nice place, it looked very big and the siding was painted a nice yellow. It almost looked nice. The windows were tall and thin and Newt almost wondered if it was so people couldn't jump out of them. That made him feel sick, and he let out a breath. There was a point in his life when he pictured himself being in one of those institutions. He had thought about jumping several times before when he was younger, he even had planned where he'd do it. He never went through with it obviously, but he felt the same way once that some of those people probably did. Maybe Jorge felt the same way. That made him kinda sad too. The man who made the game that saved him probably felt that his life was meaningless.

Newt typed the address into the notes on his phone and turned off the computer. He literally had no idea what he tried to accomplish, but it made him stop thinking about Thomas for a little while. Newt looked at the clock and cursed quickly. Thomas was going to be at the train station soon. Newt ran into the living room, grabbing his mom's keys off the table out front. She even let him have the car for the day. Newt's heart was pounding loudly again as he got into the car and started it.

It took Newt's phone a few moments to connect to the bluetooth, but once it did he put his favorite song on and turned the volume all the way up. If his music was loud enough he wouldn't have to listen to his irritating low self esteem yelling at him to stay home.

Newt kinda knew the way to the train station, but he had to keep the google maps on which was irritating that during the middle of him belting out the chorus to a damn good song it would pause for Siri to scream TURN LEFT at him way too late.

Even with every missed turn, he still got there before Thomas. He hadn't gotten the text from him yet, he promised he'd text as soon as the train got to the station. The station had a little waiting area with seats and a cafe. Newt bought a coffee and jogged his leg as he waited for Thomas' text.

Nervous was an understatement. Newt felt like his stomach was going to jump out of his throat and run out the door. He could practically feel his heart beating and his hands were sweaty.
Suddenly Newt's phone buzzed, he jumped and almost spilled his coffee on his lap. Newt let out a breath and unlocked his phone.

Tommy: just stopped at the station. Unloading now. Lmao I'm wearing the really stupid game shirt...seemed like a good idea at the time

Newt: lmao don't worry about it. I'm the one who looks like I desperately need a haircut

Tommy: gonna hug you regardless

Newt's stomach practically flew into his throat again and he sipped his coffee to chill himself out. For all he knew Thomas could be mean in real life, maybe he was a terrible person and Newt had a crush on a sociopath. Maybe Thomas was actually way older than he said and maybe he had a knife in his pocket and oH FUCK-